  Let it be known throughout the universe:  Anna Marie Elizabeth Z.  has accepted her fate and began the summer job application process.  I have come to terms with the fact that my summer is going to suck.  I have accepted this.  But I refuse to sit on my ass writing poetry and eating cashews for three months.
 I am going to get a job.  I was offered an application from a nice checker woman at Safeway Food and Drug.  Safeway,  for those not in the know,  is an overpriced grocery store in the northwest.  It’
s a very nice,  clean- looking store.  Since it is on the South Hill,  all the costumers will be private- school room-
parents and overpaid lawyers.  Not too bad.  My mom worked at a Safeway in Seattle when she was a hippie.  I’ m excited about the prospect of carrying on the tradition.  The cons :
 - will have to carry heavy groceries to minivans - parents close enough to “ pop in and check on me”  during workday The pros:  -
MONEY - air conditioning - something to do that won’ t make me the next Dr.  Phil Weight Loss Challenge contestant - friendly people -
away from parents for lots more time - can support drug habit - uniform looks comfortable - across the street from Hastings ( good LP selection,  OK indie film selection)
 - decent organic food section - MONEY*  Affectionately…  Anna -  *
It sounds greedy and silly to want money so badly.  I get twenty dollars a week for everything…  which includes meals out,  films,  CDs,  et certra.
 Exceptions are made for some clothing and some concerts.  MONEY ,  however evil is may be,  will make me less dependent on my parents.  It’ s not like I am trying to be a “
pimp”  or a " baller"  I’ m not going to buy huge rims with my minimum- wage paycheck.
 I just want the newest Miles Davis compellation.
