And so it begins again...
Just got home from a trip to my university's Business Affairs Office, where I used a brand new credit card to pay for the remainder of my semester that my loan money didn't cover. Moreso, I still have to pay for books on top of it all, and I'm taking 15 credit hours worth of classes...which essentially means that I'll be buying several books...several expensive books.
As far as employment goes, nobody around town is biting again. Sometimes I wonder what it is that really keeps me from being able to land a job. I had become very friendly with the manager over at The Vitamin Shoppe throughout my periodic visits over there to not only inquire about any openings, but also buying stuff as well. May as well show some support for the store I really wanted that job at, eh? I should have learned by now that gestures such as those are largely ignored, as I was informed yesterday that all positions had been filled. Not even so much as a phone call for an interview; they didn't even humor me.
So now I'm back to what is essentially ditch digging. PetSmart is supposed to be giving me a call for an interview for a position as a Products Associate (fancy way of saying "overnight/early morning stocker")...but then again, several places were supposed to give me calls over the past few weeks. I'm not going to hold my breath. Tomorrow morning I get back to the routine of back-breaking manual labor, as it's all I can do for money that I desperately need right now. Maybe this is what I get for practically living at a gym for the past 6 months. It's like "muscle prostitution" or something.
That's how things have gotten off to a start here in the new year. I lost my heart, I can't find work, I'm not welcome at home anymore, and I'm about to commit to a ridiculous academic workload for the Spring semester.
And to think that 2009 is supposed to be The Year of the Ox...MY year....
...what a crock of shit.
As far as employment goes, nobody around town is biting again. Sometimes I wonder what it is that really keeps me from being able to land a job. I had become very friendly with the manager over at The Vitamin Shoppe throughout my periodic visits over there to not only inquire about any openings, but also buying stuff as well. May as well show some support for the store I really wanted that job at, eh? I should have learned by now that gestures such as those are largely ignored, as I was informed yesterday that all positions had been filled. Not even so much as a phone call for an interview; they didn't even humor me.
So now I'm back to what is essentially ditch digging. PetSmart is supposed to be giving me a call for an interview for a position as a Products Associate (fancy way of saying "overnight/early morning stocker")...but then again, several places were supposed to give me calls over the past few weeks. I'm not going to hold my breath. Tomorrow morning I get back to the routine of back-breaking manual labor, as it's all I can do for money that I desperately need right now. Maybe this is what I get for practically living at a gym for the past 6 months. It's like "muscle prostitution" or something.
That's how things have gotten off to a start here in the new year. I lost my heart, I can't find work, I'm not welcome at home anymore, and I'm about to commit to a ridiculous academic workload for the Spring semester.
And to think that 2009 is supposed to be The Year of the Ox...MY year....
...what a crock of shit.