The Diary of a Gamestop Employee: Bright Eyed and Bushy Tailed

There I was: 25-year-old, broke, jobless, and living back with my parents in my hometown for the first time since I left (I thought for good) seven years ago. My journalism degree had helped me get directly into a job as a magazine reporter covering the comic book industry right out of college, but that lasted for two…

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