Aug 17, 2003 22:02
So far the jobs that I have found on the paper that I could actually qualified for are as follows:
A bartending job at a place that wouldn't leave their name in the paper (my secret hope is that it's a gangster hangout like the one Bart Simpson worked at)
A hostess job at a place called Babalu's (Ricky Riccardo, I Love Lucy, c'mon)
A repo man (best movie ever)
Shinder's (adult book store that sells baseball cards and Dungeons and Dragons accessories)
Cocktail waitress at Sheik's (Minneapolis' finest strip club)
A role in b-movie horror film (because I missed my chance in Zombie Bloodbath 3)
A medical guinea pig testing the effects of smoking on menstruating
and 2 independent record chains that require resumes for a $6 an hour job that hasn't given me a call back
It's been said before but I'll say it again the job market sucks. Even the plasma center has lowered the amount of money that they pay donors because they have a "surplus on inventory". So either there's a lack of sick people who need blood products to live or there's just that many people willing to have a huge needle stuck in them sucking out their life-force for 3 hours at $15 a pop. On the bright side Emma and Kate are leaving for Texas today giving me a week to myself. The Epoxies play on Thursday, I have a bottle of Old Crow and my hair looks fucking nice. Good times