Today, I began my hunt for a new job. When I looked out of the window, it was raining and sleeting at the same time, kinda off and on. I decided to wear the biggest possible raincoat that I could find, along with bringing an umbrella with me. The first place that I decided to visit for an application was the butcher shop on the corner down the street. I never really see anyone in there but Dave, so i figured that if anyone needed help or workers, it would be him. As I entered the butcher shop, I immediatly smelled the smell of liquor mixed with raw meat. I rang the bell on the counter and no one answered. I waited for a minute and rang the bell again, but still no answer. After waiting for about five minutes, I was convinced that no one would be coming to the front to answer my bell. I climbed over the counter and there they were; the shop's applications were sitting right there. I took two and headed out. Before I walked out of the door, I paused for a second or two, contemplating in my head if I should take some meat home; Dave would never notice. After about ten seconds of standing there thinking, I just decided to go ahead and leave.
The next place that I decided to go to was the place Jewish deli across the street. As soon as I walked in, I saw about three people with little black hats on their heads sitting in the shop enjoying a sandwich. They see I do not have a hat on and look at me as though I am in the wrong place. I approach the counter and asked,"Are you hiring?". The man behind the counter did not say a word. He just calmly walked to the back and came back a few minutes later with a packet about two inches thick. He handed me the packet and told me to have it back by tomorrow at 4:00pm. I thought to myself, "this s**t is going to take all night.". "This is the last place I will be getting applications today. Its time to head home...