I couldn’t go home after my weirdo first day at the mansion last night because Steve read my text and didn’t respond. In Steve language that means he was extra cheesed off that I quit his Dad’s tanning salon without notice. I wrote at a cafe until I knew he’d be asleep so I could… Continue reading The Aftermath: Poking and Yelling
I sent Steve a text this morning that said I took the librarian job, and that I won’t be showing up to my shift at the tanning salon today or ever. Armed with my pepper spray, I took a Lyft up the winding road to the rich guy’s mansion tucked away in the hills. It’s a… Continue reading The Library From Hell
Thanks everyone for the advice and suggestions, especially D. D. Syrdal who had the great idea of bringing pepper spray—just in case! I accepted the job at the private library and I start Wednesday. I haven’t told Steve that I’m quitting my job at his Dad’s tanning salon yet, I’m still waiting for the right… Continue reading I Accepted The Job
I just got an offer for the private librarian job I applied for two months ago! The lawyer emailed me and said the rich guy finally looked at my application and photos—he said I was ‘perfect’. What does that even mean? Should I take it? It’s full time, so I’d probably have to quit my… Continue reading It’s Back. What Should I Do?
I haven’t posted in my blog for a while so I thought I’d give everyone an update. My life has been uncharacteristically boring. But boring is what I need right now. Last year was too crazy with the incident back home, suddenly moving (hitchhiking) across the country, and that weird job I applied for but… Continue reading Hey Y’all
I hadn’t know Clara long, but we were inseparable as soon as we were introduced. I could tell her anything and she accepted me for who I was—instead of politely tolerating me like my classmates. I was always a loner and prefered the company of my dolls and stuffed animals. My birthday party was modestly attended… Continue reading Daddy Killed Her On My Birthday
Say hello to the palest “Tanning Consultant” in the biz. Since I didn’t get the private librarian job and I'm absolutely broke I took the job at one of Steve’s Dad’s tanning salons. “Kendra Temples, Tanning Consultant”— time to print out the business cards and update the resume everyone, it’s official. I make minimum wage plus… Continue reading Tales From The Tanning Salon