Broke as shit and still jobless
It's amazing how quickly something can go from "Yeah, this is great! I shouldn't have any problems at all!" to "Holy shit I'm gonna end up livin' on the trains askin' people for change". It really does make me want to break down and cry sometimes.
So I had my EIGHT HOUR INTERVIEW yesterday. What a crock. Nice people, I suppose... but the help wanted ad on Monster was definately discieving (sp???)... it lied to me. Usually, when it says entry level positions for: Advertising, Sales/Marketing, AND Management... you'd think you'd get to choose which you wanted, right? Nah, not to these people, apparently. Start at the ground and work your way up, which is understandable and all, I suppose. Fuck, I might have even gone with it... had it not been DOOR TO FUCKING DOOR SALES!!! "Here, let me knock on your door, ruin your dinner AND your day, and ask you if you want to buy something totally not worth the money! OH! Wha's that? You're not interested? Well... what about... Oh, no? Wow, tha's a mighty big dog... and a shotgun!? ... I guess I'll be going, thanks for your time". AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! FUCK 'EM! Eight hours of walking around the same neighborhood, knocking on doors over and over again, IN PLYMOUTH no less (45+ miles from home), in the cold... the ONLY good thing was I got a free lunch. Thank god, cuz I was starving.
Anyway, I was waaaaay too lazy today. I coulda went out... but I decided to give myself this lame ass "my legs hurt too much and yesterday was more than enough... I'ma take a break today". Stupid... if I want to survive, that was stupid. *sigh* oh well, what's done is done, right? Just gotta make sure I can fish up rent for next month... ... ... *sighs again*
Hopefully McDonalds will call. Yeah, tha's right... MCDONALDS. Why the fuck not, right? It's a job, and hey, if they want me to be a manager, I'm all for that... more money is good. So, you know, even if it is fastfood, the fact of the matter is, I KNOW McDonalds... I'm GOOD at McDonalds... and I can go SOMEWHERE with McDonalds. I heard they pay for a good portion of your schooling too... tha's nice. And I'll get free food... can't hardly complain, at least I'll be somewhat fed every day. huzzah.
Anyway, I'ma watch a movie now... or curl up and read more "Everworld". Carly done got me hooked, lol :)
I'm out
So I had my EIGHT HOUR INTERVIEW yesterday. What a crock. Nice people, I suppose... but the help wanted ad on Monster was definately discieving (sp???)... it lied to me. Usually, when it says entry level positions for: Advertising, Sales/Marketing, AND Management... you'd think you'd get to choose which you wanted, right? Nah, not to these people, apparently. Start at the ground and work your way up, which is understandable and all, I suppose. Fuck, I might have even gone with it... had it not been DOOR TO FUCKING DOOR SALES!!! "Here, let me knock on your door, ruin your dinner AND your day, and ask you if you want to buy something totally not worth the money! OH! Wha's that? You're not interested? Well... what about... Oh, no? Wow, tha's a mighty big dog... and a shotgun!? ... I guess I'll be going, thanks for your time". AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! FUCK 'EM! Eight hours of walking around the same neighborhood, knocking on doors over and over again, IN PLYMOUTH no less (45+ miles from home), in the cold... the ONLY good thing was I got a free lunch. Thank god, cuz I was starving.
Anyway, I was waaaaay too lazy today. I coulda went out... but I decided to give myself this lame ass "my legs hurt too much and yesterday was more than enough... I'ma take a break today". Stupid... if I want to survive, that was stupid. *sigh* oh well, what's done is done, right? Just gotta make sure I can fish up rent for next month... ... ... *sighs again*
Hopefully McDonalds will call. Yeah, tha's right... MCDONALDS. Why the fuck not, right? It's a job, and hey, if they want me to be a manager, I'm all for that... more money is good. So, you know, even if it is fastfood, the fact of the matter is, I KNOW McDonalds... I'm GOOD at McDonalds... and I can go SOMEWHERE with McDonalds. I heard they pay for a good portion of your schooling too... tha's nice. And I'll get free food... can't hardly complain, at least I'll be somewhat fed every day. huzzah.
Anyway, I'ma watch a movie now... or curl up and read more "Everworld". Carly done got me hooked, lol :)
I'm out