Chapter 45
MAGGIE
I’d dropped off my resume at a handful of places, but never heard anything back. How did people land their dream jobs anyway? Or did they? Was gynecology anyone’s dream job? What about managing a fast food joint, or cleaning roadkill off the highways, or being a mortician? Did people choose those things, or just get pulled into them somehow and never end up leaving?
If I’d never been fired from Holy Diner! I might’ve been stuck there for the rest of my life, taking orders, getting to know the regulars, maybe earning a half dollar raise. Yuck. I didn’t want to be stuck anywhere, didn’t want my future mapped out like that.
I decided to drop off resumes to places I wanted to be, even if they weren’t hiring. I handed them out to all the kinds of shops I’d want to work in,
