Carabas Italian Grill: Yo. What up, Biotch?
me: I am poor and I am bored and I have lots of free time, so I would like to be a waitress here.
CIG: Whatever. Get lost.
me: I am nice and dependable and hard-working and flexible and easy-going and I think that I could do this job very well.
CIG: What did I just say? Scram!
me: But I'm even qualified! As a flight attendant, a mere part of my job consists of those duties that would be required if I worked here. And I do my job well! That means that I am able to balance service and safety and security and still be good!
CIG: Listen, I don't like you and my computer thinks you suck, so just go away, OK?
(note: This is not an acurate representation of my experiences. However, it does accurately express my feelings on the matter, and what is a journal for, if not that?)