路过Westwood的咖啡车,一个老哥蹲我跟前:'You need job? I got warehouse.'
我正啃三明治,差点把酱汁喷他脸上。说真的,上周在Santa Monica码头边等公交,又来了个穿工装背心的哥们儿,递我张纸条:'I know a place. You good with boxes?'
不是我不想去,是这城市真不缺活——但你得先能听懂他们说的‘direct fly’是啥意思。
(注:上个月刚把简历投给一家湾区电商,回信说‘we’re hiring for someone who can handle 12hr shifts & not cry when the inventory drops 30%’)
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