I didn't get the job.


She said I was "talented" and offered me a job on their "floor" because they needed someone to start sooner than I could, since I'm graduating in the middle of May. She said that the store frequently uses those employees to help with the events.


Yeah. But I wouldn't be creating, planning or managing the event.


That job on the "floor" she offered me? It was a freakin' bookseller job.


I almost started crying right then and there.


It was all I could do to compose myself and say, "I really wanted to put my degree to work after I graduate. And as I understand it, Ann Arbor is an expensive place to live, and I don't think I'd be able to afford it on a bookseller's salary. Maybe if I don't find anything else, I'll be able to exercise that as an option."


Lorie knows how much that terrifies me: to be a person with an English degree just working in a bookstore. Because that basically describes everyone I knew at the previous bookstore I worked.


So that's all I'm good for: to be a grunt in a bookstore.


I can't believe I went to all that trouble in making a portfolio of graphic design to show her.


I feel like such a loser.

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