It turns out I couldn’t work there, even if I wanted to. Why? Let’s take a closer look.
I do alright with the first few things. I’m a woman. I have energy, and I’m assuming I also possess whatever qualities those other words mean. I even meet the minimum height requirements of 157cm (really Pizza Hut, height minimum?). The problem (aside of course, from not speaking the language) is that I am too old.
Oh what I would give to be young again, and have doors of opportunity still open before me.
I do alright with the first few things. I’m a woman. I have energy, and I’m assuming I also possess whatever qualities those other words mean. I even meet the minimum height requirements of 157cm (really Pizza Hut, height minimum?). The problem (aside of course, from not speaking the language) is that I am too old.
Pizza Hut wants sexy young women (between the ages of 18-22 to be exact) and at the haggard age of 24, I just don’t fit in that bracket.
Oh what I would give to be young again, and have doors of opportunity still open before me.
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