Close to patricide...
So, I've become rather discouraged at the state of my life these past few weeks. Basically I'm having my teenage angst/parental conflict stage late. I hate it. I want to be back in McMinnville NOW. I have so much more of a life there.
Here's a list of places I've applied. Note that I've only gotten an interview at ONE PLACE, and that was because it was an open one that happened to be taking place while I was turning in my application. What's wrong with me?
Applications placed/resumes turned in at:
-DSW
-Regal Cinemas
-Anthropologie
-Crate & Barrel
-Banana Republic
-Shoefly
-Hollywood
-Blockbuster
-Safeway
-The Container Store
-Wizer’s
-Grapevine
-Urbane Zen
-Petco
-McCormick & Shmick’s
-Village Inn
-Lucy Boutique
-Tutto Bene
-Oswego Lake Country Club
-Pastini’s Pasteria
TOTAL = 20
Plus, I drove around for 2 and a 1/2 hours on Monday going door to door at other random places around town, and have spent at least an hour or two on Craig's List sifting through the classified ads. WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?!?!?!?!
I guess what really makes this unbearable is not even the fact that I don't have a source of income independent of my mother and father, or the fact that I'm bored out of my mind for most of the day (besides when I see my friends, but then again, my friends have a life, so that leaves a lot of time unoccupied), but the fact that, according to my father, I'm not making an effort. He is gone all day, he gets a report from my mother and then he forms this opinion level of my effort. And then he lectures. A lot. On top of this, my mother has now chosen to pass judgement on everything I do and impose I didn't even have when I was 16.
For instance, I not only have a curfew, I have a BEDTIME. She's decided to put me on an exercise plan, and speaks in a consistently perturbed tone like my presence is giving her a migrane. I asked her at dinner the other day why she has to continue to lecture me even though her point has been made crystal clear, and she went on a twenty minute rant about my aforementioned lack of an effort in my continuing search for a job. I'm a slacker, I apparently have no redeeming qualities, and I'm really not welcome in my home. According to her I'm always out being social and not being productive. Well I'm sorry Mom, I guess I'm mistaken on what summer's for. Now, everytime I go out, she asks me if I have the money to do that. Subtle, subtle.
Another thing. We don't have 3 cars, we have 2, one during the day when my dad's at work, and so I don't think it's unreasonable to ask for a ride during this time, or I think at least the request doesn't warrent her perturbed-migrane tone. Why yes, I would drive myself, but you said I couldn't take the car because you might need it later, driving me home should have been a consideration. During this car time, the tension is palpable, and I'm reminded that "your father is going to go crazy if you sit in your room all summer and watch movies." I'm sorry, I wasn't aware that I was doing that, as I recall I was watching movies at night, and most business, or at least their managers would not be open or available at 10 o'clock at night.
Basically my parents are being ridiculous and I'm beginning to hate life. I stay in my room when I'm at home for fear of having my head bitten off anytime I move "can you be eating that? should you be spending that money? shouldn't you be in bed?" AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
I have two jobs at school, next term I'll make over $500 a month, I'm at school for 9 months, I'm at home for 3. This seasonal unemployment sounds like less of a crisis than their making it out to be. My actual concern is GETTING OUT OF HERE.
Basically, this release was needed, but I've developed a headache, feel queasy and am bordering on an emotional breakdown right now, so I'll stop. If ANY of you know of ANY places hiring for the summer, please, PLEASE let me know. Kudos if you actually read this. Peace.
Here's a list of places I've applied. Note that I've only gotten an interview at ONE PLACE, and that was because it was an open one that happened to be taking place while I was turning in my application. What's wrong with me?
Applications placed/resumes turned in at:
-DSW
-Regal Cinemas
-Anthropologie
-Crate & Barrel
-Banana Republic
-Shoefly
-Hollywood
-Blockbuster
-Safeway
-The Container Store
-Wizer’s
-Grapevine
-Urbane Zen
-Petco
-McCormick & Shmick’s
-Village Inn
-Lucy Boutique
-Tutto Bene
-Oswego Lake Country Club
-Pastini’s Pasteria
TOTAL = 20
Plus, I drove around for 2 and a 1/2 hours on Monday going door to door at other random places around town, and have spent at least an hour or two on Craig's List sifting through the classified ads. WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?!?!?!?!
I guess what really makes this unbearable is not even the fact that I don't have a source of income independent of my mother and father, or the fact that I'm bored out of my mind for most of the day (besides when I see my friends, but then again, my friends have a life, so that leaves a lot of time unoccupied), but the fact that, according to my father, I'm not making an effort. He is gone all day, he gets a report from my mother and then he forms this opinion level of my effort. And then he lectures. A lot. On top of this, my mother has now chosen to pass judgement on everything I do and impose I didn't even have when I was 16.
For instance, I not only have a curfew, I have a BEDTIME. She's decided to put me on an exercise plan, and speaks in a consistently perturbed tone like my presence is giving her a migrane. I asked her at dinner the other day why she has to continue to lecture me even though her point has been made crystal clear, and she went on a twenty minute rant about my aforementioned lack of an effort in my continuing search for a job. I'm a slacker, I apparently have no redeeming qualities, and I'm really not welcome in my home. According to her I'm always out being social and not being productive. Well I'm sorry Mom, I guess I'm mistaken on what summer's for. Now, everytime I go out, she asks me if I have the money to do that. Subtle, subtle.
Another thing. We don't have 3 cars, we have 2, one during the day when my dad's at work, and so I don't think it's unreasonable to ask for a ride during this time, or I think at least the request doesn't warrent her perturbed-migrane tone. Why yes, I would drive myself, but you said I couldn't take the car because you might need it later, driving me home should have been a consideration. During this car time, the tension is palpable, and I'm reminded that "your father is going to go crazy if you sit in your room all summer and watch movies." I'm sorry, I wasn't aware that I was doing that, as I recall I was watching movies at night, and most business, or at least their managers would not be open or available at 10 o'clock at night.
Basically my parents are being ridiculous and I'm beginning to hate life. I stay in my room when I'm at home for fear of having my head bitten off anytime I move "can you be eating that? should you be spending that money? shouldn't you be in bed?" AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
I have two jobs at school, next term I'll make over $500 a month, I'm at school for 9 months, I'm at home for 3. This seasonal unemployment sounds like less of a crisis than their making it out to be. My actual concern is GETTING OUT OF HERE.
Basically, this release was needed, but I've developed a headache, feel queasy and am bordering on an emotional breakdown right now, so I'll stop. If ANY of you know of ANY places hiring for the summer, please, PLEASE let me know. Kudos if you actually read this. Peace.