Dream Job

Dream Job

I think my first actual normal dream job was to work at a footlocker. It’s weird I always thought I would get some ridiculous discount that would allow me to pay close to nothing for the hottest new shoes. The dream mostly came from who I was brought up around. Having the newest pair of Nike’s or jordans made you fly for some reason. Even if your fit wasn’t that special. A pair of retro jordans would turn heads. But when it came down to speaking to customers is what turned me away from it once I finally had the chance to apply.

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