The job at the tanning salon is just a part-time thing until you get your act together and apply to med school for real—until it’s full-time, because the afternoon clerk quit after that whole disinfectant scandal, and the manager promoted you because, like he said, it’s an easy job and at least you’re not a perv who stares at all the chicks who come in. Then: overnight goggle inventories, a missed med school deadline, and then you’re the manager of the tanning salon, but only until you get your act together and take the GRE, for real this time.
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