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Bus, job, job hunt, job hunting, jobing, Los Angeles, money, server, waitress
It’s always a special treat to run for the bus after a bad day at work (monetarily), to have the person sitting directly behind you coughing violently and continually. Then the person behind them coughs… Great. I’m going to stay as far away from them as I can in this cramped bus. I’ll crouch over my phone and try to breath non-contaminated air. If there is such a thing in the bus. The small child sitting in front of me, who’s mother has purple hair, is covered in scrapes and bruises. But at least she seems in high spirits. Continue reading