So, when the day for my interview came, I decided to dress up and get to their headquarters. All I had to do was get interviewed and then, I'd leave, right? No stress.I got there and I saw a long line of applicants waiting. I wondered if Helping Hands had decided to change their minds and offer a little pay. I checked my phone. Nope, no pay.Next thing I noticed was how the other applicants were all dressed. They wore very formal clothes. One man was even wearing a top hat, and little Ole me was wearing a net singlet, ripped jeans, and slides.How was I to know that I was supposed to dress in a formal manner?I sat near a boy my age, who had an acne-riddled face.“Oh, my God! Hi, it's nice to meet you. I'm so nervous, aren't you nervous?” He asked, rambling.I regretted sitting next to him instantly. I knew it would be rude to tell him to shut the fuck up, so I nodded.“My name is Solar by the way, what's yours?” He asked.“Beau.” I s
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