The restaurant’s manager walked over to me carrying a clipboard. He glanced at it before looking at me. “Conner Horne?”
“Yes, sir,” I answered.
“My name is Tony and I’ll be doing your interview today. Now, it says here you just turned 17, so you’re still in school. But, you’ve already got some fast food experience.”
“So, tell me, why’d you leave your last job?”
I knew I should lie. The truthwould only hurt me. As my mouth opened, I wasn’t sure which would come out. “Well…”