The Tale of the Fail

Monday afternoon I was out handing my resume to anyone who looked even remotely like they were hiring, when it hit me! 

The sidewalk that is. 

Literally.

I tripped and fell in a crack in the sidewalk and scraped my knee and foot. 

Now don't go feeling sorry for me! This happens to me a lot. I have weak ankles, and sometimes I fall for no reason, so at least this time there was some crack to blame it on. (Haha blame it on the crack!) 

Anywho...I just started laughing hysterically out of embarrassment and this little blonde girl in heels comes running to me shouting, "OH MY GAWD I HATE IT WHEN THAT HAPPENS!" and then this little Turkish dude helps me up and insists that I come inside his restaurant and clean up my leg. 

So I do. AND HE HIRES ME. Really. 

I started working for him yesterday! Waiting tables! I worked nearly 10 hours and didn't make hardly anything, so I doubt I will stay there, but hey! It's a job!  

I have an interview on Friday for a wine and cheese bar that I'm pretty excited about. Really hoping they hire me. Really, really hoping that I get hired to one of the theatre gigs I applied for....but at this point, I'll take what I can get. 

For now.