Que Sera Sera

Evidently at some point I decided to start living my life like it’s a wacky sitcom instead of, you know, my life:

Today I applied to be a golf course drink cart girl for a few weeks. I like the idea of any job that requires a visor and possibly a skort, guarantees being ogled and tipped by someone’s sweaty rich uncle, and holds the promise of seducing a college-bound caddie at midnight on the 18th hole. It’ll be like going undercover!

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