A day from hell, or perhaps the end of a year from hell
I wasted my time going to the creditors meeting today. I'm what they call an "unsecured creditor", meaning I have no attachments to any properties owned by the debtor. She files Chapter 7 and all I've done to help someone else out in a time of need was a wash. I have one more chance to collect, by filing some sort of appeal and I have until February to do so. That will probably also be unsuccessful and I'll obtain even more loss through lawyer fees.
Part of me wanted to deck Tina, sitting there all smug and bankrupt. But I then also felt sorry for her. I wish her the best, and I wish she could be an honest enough person to return my favor.
I'm still also having problems searching for a second job. Its frustrating when you're not even given the opportunity to do an interview. At least if I had an interview and I still wasn't accepted I could live with that. I would then know it had to do with my personality and qualifications rather than something outward I'm not sure how to improve on. People are so judgemental. I'm short and thin, so I look about 8 years younger than I really am. I have dark hair and pale skin. I'm not "goth", I just naturally look this way being of Irish and Native American descent.
Was I not perky enough when I asked for an application? Perhaps too perky? Was my posture not straight enough? Is my hair too long?
So, I'm done. I'll not get my hopes up on any prospects of living anymore.
I feel like crying.
Part of me wanted to deck Tina, sitting there all smug and bankrupt. But I then also felt sorry for her. I wish her the best, and I wish she could be an honest enough person to return my favor.
I'm still also having problems searching for a second job. Its frustrating when you're not even given the opportunity to do an interview. At least if I had an interview and I still wasn't accepted I could live with that. I would then know it had to do with my personality and qualifications rather than something outward I'm not sure how to improve on. People are so judgemental. I'm short and thin, so I look about 8 years younger than I really am. I have dark hair and pale skin. I'm not "goth", I just naturally look this way being of Irish and Native American descent.
Was I not perky enough when I asked for an application? Perhaps too perky? Was my posture not straight enough? Is my hair too long?
So, I'm done. I'll not get my hopes up on any prospects of living anymore.
I feel like crying.