Chapter 3

• [Amanda]
• “Thank you! Please come again!” the cashier hollered with a grin as I paid and walked out of the cafe. I was grateful to that waitress for her small kindness. I was feeling much better now that my stomach was fuelled by caffeine and filled by a bagel. I had job hunting to do, anyway. Ironically, I was a big nerd in school, a good student throughout, but then Dominic happened and my life which I had planned so carefully went for a toss. 
• Without a college degree, I had no way to get a decent job in any well-established office. Anyhow, I needed a job and I would find it. 
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• So...I discovered two things. First, I highly underestimated the need for menial jobs and second, I shouldn’t have talked back to Mr. Martin and should have begged him to not fire me instead, which I wouldn’t be able to do. I am too proud for my own good. Letting out a tired sigh, I switched on the lights and closed my apartment door. I wearily plonked on the worn-out couch. Walking and hunting for a job the whole day without any luck. Two years of a steady job had made me forget how painstaking it was to get a decent job. 
• Why did I think that not swallowing down my pride and going back with my parents was not a good idea? A contemplation later, I decided it was indeed not a good idea. To listen to taunts and not defend myself would be more painful than this. 
• ‘Tomorrow is another day’, that's what Scarlett O’Hara had said. I trudged to the kitchenette. After perusing a little through the two small cupboards, I settled for a cup of instant noodles. With a cup of steaming noodles , I crawled into my bed and settled against the headboard. 
• Should I search for jobs online? Wouldn’t it be much easier? I mean there wasn’t anyone hiring anyone in my vicinity. I clicked my tongue, irritated and annoyed at my own stupidity. Should have thought about this before. Would have saved me a lot of energy. But then again, I did not go to work with the thought of getting fired in my mind.  
• I put the cup on the bed and got out of the bed to look for my phone. I rarely use it these days. Thankfully, I did not have friends - my landlady did not count and my ex-best friends were out of the question. I wasn’t tech-savvy either, so this saved me a few dimes. Call me a miser, but I can’t help it. 
• I had thankfully recharged my phone a few days ago to call in sick. I plopped back on my bed and started my virtual hunt. After looking for prospective jobs and screenshotting the interesting ones, I typed  - jobs in cafes. 
• My eyes boggled when I recognised one of the names - The Coffee Beans! It’s the cafe I had been to just this morning! How did I not notice any ‘Hiring’ sign? 
• Talk about being lucky stars! Mine seemed to be shining today. I would run to the place albeit a little far away from my place but c’mon, I would not detest working there. With that thought in my mind, I went to sleep.