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I tried for a second job after I moved out of my parent's house and in with 2 of my buddies. 1 of them worked at Wal-Mart with me, his brother worked at Taco Hell. No, I was hired part time as a busser at a restaurant while working at Wal-Mart. I told them a full 2 weeks, put it in writing and all, that I couldn't work 3 nights a week after 5pm. That same week I started that job, Wal-Mart didn't change my schedule a bit, they continued to schedule me to conflicting schedules with my other job. I told them repeatedly not to do it, and the open door policy is a fucking joke to begin with. When they put me down as a "no call, no show" the first time, they basically said I had to choose, it was fucking sick. I lasted a total of one week at the second job, and instead had to go to day labor on my days off so that I could have a second job at all, and even then, about half the time, day labor didn't have anything availuable. All three of us, my roomates and me, went to day labor on our various days off as much as possible, but even then, it was a pain in the ass to pay the bills.
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