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living with my best friend, hoping her parents won’t find out, trying to find a job, skipping school as well as skipping meals. It was all so overwhelming and the stress was drawing so much energy out of me. But I kept going until I walked inside a McDonalds; not feeling any luckier about getting a job, I still pushed on feeling exhausted and irritated. The only thing that kept me going was my desperation.
    I brushed down my hair with my hands as I dabbed off the sweat that was seeping through my once perfectly applied makeup by Kira. I lifted my head up and took a deep breath as I approached the counter, trying to muster up at least a half smile on my face while the customer in front of me placed their order.
    “May I speak to your manager please?”
    The way those words sounded coming out of my mouth confirmed that my attempted half smile was already gone.
    “Sure just a second,” the employee said with a hint of dry sarcasm in her voice.  She went to the back, then came back shortly and announced, “He will be right out.”
    “Ok thanks.”
    I moved to the side allowing the next customer to place his order. The manager approached me from his office a few minutes later.
    “Hello, how may I help you?”
    “Yes, I was just wondering if you were hiring.”
    “Did you fill out an application yet?”
    “I wanted to know before I fill out any more applications,” I said with a frown on my face that came with a little attitude, which I knew he didn’t take very well based on the surprised look on his face. I quickly tried to recover, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude, it’s just that I’ve been looking for a job for a while now and nobody is willing to hire me, but I am a real hardworking person.” I was hoping that would somehow justify my earlier behavior. 
    “Nobody will care about how hardworking you are with that attitude. So you might want change your approach before you start looking for a job again.”
    “You’re right, I apologize,” I took a breath, knowing I might have just blown my chances with him, “It’s just frustrating that no one wants to hire me.”
    “I wonder why?” he said sarcastically.
    I was getting irritated by the manager’s remarks. Although I might have acted a little unprofessionally, he didn’t need to rub it in.
    “Again, I am sorry,” I said hoping my humility would earn me a second chance.
    “Ok, go fill out the application and have them call me back out here when you’re done,” he said and walked away before he finished his words, which I thought was a little rude.
    “Ok, thank you sir,” I said as I walked back towards the counter to another employee. “May I have an application please?” I said with gratitude. 
    I let out a deep sigh. ‘Ugh! Once again I have to go through this ritual; last name, first name, date of birth, address, blah, blah, blah. I swear I should be able to fill out a job application in my sleep by now. As a matter of fact, I don’t really remember filling this one out. It’s just a blur now,’ I thought to myself as I handed the sheet of paper that controls my immediate future to a girl who couldn’t care less and is giving it to a man who’s probably just going through the motions. I was getting that familiar sinking feeling again while waiting for the manager to review my application.
    He steps out of his office, now wearing glasses and motions for me to come to the back. I walked into this small office that had no windows with a desk that he could barely fit behind, with an old rustic office chair. Across from it stood two gray metal chairs. I looked around the almost suffocating room and noticed paper work on his small desk and far too many pictures. I decide to stand for some reason, which he obviously didn’t mind because he never offered me a seat.
    “I wasn’t going to hire you based on the attitude you gave me out there. In the real world, people don’t really care what you’re going through while looking