whoa, man.

Sep 15, 2005 11:01

it's just nearing lunch time, and here i sit. in a strange apartment in baton rouge that is inhabited by two people i only met last night. i'm wearing a stranger's pajamas. and my hair is a mess. and my monroe is throbbing because, somehow, i managed to roll over and sleep on it yet again. the friend i came to baton rouge with is somewhere i don't know in my car with my cigarettes. and this makes me sad.

because one) no friend, and two) no cigarettes.

um...our plan was to make it back to thibodaux before lunch time so i could further my job hunt. but i do not think that will be possible. but it's ok. i have tomorrow. and i turned in about 10 applications yesterday. i was kind of looking forward to another busy day, though.

oh well. i'll get over it.
listen to this peoples - to apply at old navy and books-a-million, i have to apply online. i really don't like the idea of applying online for jobs that are centered around dealing with people. i am gonna apply online because that is the only possible way i can apply - but what is the point? sure, it helps make sure that no one is discriminated against because of age/gender/sex/blah blah blah. but that is retarded. how are you going to know if someone is going to work well with people if you don't interview or speak with them in person. people these days are crazy. what ever happened to the good, old-fashioned interview. the interview where you wow-ed the supervisor with your wit and personality and good looks?

i hope my typing skills don't fail me now.

i fell asleep on the floor for a little while and my body is really sore right now. also, did i mention that the strange apt. i am at in baton rouge is right next door to the capital.

anyone up for assassinations?
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