CHAPTER 8

'I'm sorry. The position has already been taken." The woman behind the coffee counter said, a sincere apologetic smile plastered on her face. Well, if you've already gotten someone for the job, then fucking get rid of the vacancy notice outside your shop and stop teasing the hopes of the unemployed! I smiled back even though my insides were burning with disappointment and rage. 'Alright, I understand. Thank you for your time." The woman nodded; her eyes genuinely sorry. Well, at least she treated me better than the other lady at the departmental store who I was sure wasn't even up to the position of the manager. 'I wish you the best of luck." 'Thank you." I replied and leave through the door I had walked in with. I let out a heavy sigh I didn't know I was holding in. This was the fifth place I had gone to seek for a job, every single one of them turning me down. My feet were beginning to ache from walking and my stomach growled hungrily. Just one more stop, one last stop and I a