October 2006-October 2007
I switched to part-time at work and enrolled in the local community college. I was sure I wasn’t smart enough for college so I started out with a drawing class and a creative writing class. I loved the writing class. I felt like I was moving in the right direction, making money and friends. I hated my job. I worked at a thrift store, so my hands were dirty all the time. There were no bar codes so customers would change the prices. Every transaction was a fight. We were without a manager for the first year I was there.
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