the jobman commeth
In recent events, and from sheer dumbassery, it's come to my attention that working in a gas station is not "where it's at" nor is it "cool" or "hip." In fact, it's rather "square" and "fucking silly." A better observation would call it a "shit lined saftey net."
That being said, my future rests in the finely tuned arts of ass kissery, suck uppery, and Lumberghery. Mmm. Yeahhh.
So, like a rabid heroin junkie, I've been shooting my resume to places I would never think of. State jobs, FEDERAL jobs, construction, light industrial, warehousing, something that I could possibly lose a limb or a digit. The said resume isn't impressive, but where I lack in employment success, I more than make up for in computerizing. However, there are little to no computer jobs in MS as a whole. That or the turnover rate is comparative to flapjacks at IHOP.
Regardless, I have a vow to uphold; a promise I can't break. Will not. Can't afford to, not now. Not since I've been blessed with time as my ally and faith as my shield. I've left it up to fate to decide. Something I don't condone, but have to.
That being said, my future rests in the finely tuned arts of ass kissery, suck uppery, and Lumberghery. Mmm. Yeahhh.
So, like a rabid heroin junkie, I've been shooting my resume to places I would never think of. State jobs, FEDERAL jobs, construction, light industrial, warehousing, something that I could possibly lose a limb or a digit. The said resume isn't impressive, but where I lack in employment success, I more than make up for in computerizing. However, there are little to no computer jobs in MS as a whole. That or the turnover rate is comparative to flapjacks at IHOP.
Regardless, I have a vow to uphold; a promise I can't break. Will not. Can't afford to, not now. Not since I've been blessed with time as my ally and faith as my shield. I've left it up to fate to decide. Something I don't condone, but have to.