So Puck is at a park when a dog comes running up to him. We see Puck pick up the dog and walk off. The cameras don't show him looking for the dog's owner at all, and I'm inclined to think that it's because he didn't. Puck tells us that he could tell the dog was hungry because he "looked at me and said, 'I am hungry.'" Y'all need any more proof that Puck is mentally ill? I get the feeling that he really did think the dog was talking to him. So Puck brings this random dog home. Puck and the dog bond, and Puck teaches her to stand on her hind legs and turn around to get a treat. Whatever. I taught my cat to do the same trick. Now that's impressive. To sum up: everyone loves the dog, including me, because I'm all for anything that takes screen time away from Dudd.
At the house, Pam gets off the phone in tears because she had set up a rotation weeks ago, but now the clinic claims that they won't have a position for her. Pam, who is talking to Cory about it, doesn't understand why the situation has changed. Surely someone as smart as Pam could figure out that maybe the clinic doesn't want a camera crew getting in the way every day? Cory tries to commiserate saying, "Oh, it's sooo frustrating," but I doubt that's any consolation, since you get the feeling that if Cory made a list of frustrations, it would include such Herculean tasks as "having opinions" and "breathing."
In the kitchen, Cory is talking to Rachel and Dudd about her inability to find a coffee shop job. Rachel tells her that she hasn't been "aggressive" enough, and Dudd suggests that she march into one of the coffee shops she's interested in, put on an apron, and tell them that she's going to start working right then. Did I mention yet how much I hate Dudd and his stupid advice? As anyone who has ever been in a position to hire employees will tell you, such tactics are more likely to get you arrested than to land you a job. In an interview Cory says, "I think I have a really hard time asserting myself...and carrying myself in a way that says, 'Hey! I'm the one you want to hire!'" Knowing is half the battle, Cory. God, how boring is this? Let me sum up the rest of this for you -- nobody wants to hire Cory, so she gets a job at Nordstrom because she's worked for them in San Diego. The big day comes, and Cory getting ready to work. She's wearing -- GACK -- white tights. Nobody over the age of eight should wear white tights. Ever. Cory comes home from work on what we're presumably supposed to think is her first day, but it can't be since she's not wearing the same outfit. She's in her room crying because she had a rough day. I will not mock. I've worked retail. People just suck sometimes.