my jobs:

i have served burgers, rung through groceries, filed files, made coffee, delivered newspapers, cleaned hotel rooms, sold shoes, and now i am going to...do something at Rona. who job hops like me? and it still doesn't feel like Christmas. we don't even have a tree. we had one but it was unworthy, so dad took it back. poor tree, so ugly. i'm just tired of this Christmas-slump that i've been having for the past 4-ish Christmases.