July 2010
4 posts
I like having a job. I like learning new stuff and being to able to talk about what I do to others while they pretend to care. I feel like it gives me purpose or a will to live. That’s a lie. I like being able to buy random shit if I want to, knowing that I might have to put in a couple more hours on the clock to afford it. So really, do I like having a job- meh. But do I like having things-...
I start tomorrow
starting my new job tomorrow. I honestly dont know what I’ll be doing. But what I do know is I can wear jeans.
holy shit
I think I might have gotten a job….
Vegas
I’m bringing my unemployment check to Las Vegas this weekend. Comeon big money!!!
June 2010
4 posts
yard work
I’ve been doing yard work not because I like to do it. I actually have a black thumb so these people who are entrusting me with their yard, I’m sorry. But here are some good reasons other then pay of why I’m doing this.
1. work out. I figure I dont have to do push ups if I have pulled weeds. 2. Sun. Time to get some color on this pasty skin 3. Being outside. Because it beats...
Extra
The tv show Leverage is filming here. Ever seen it? Ya, me either. But one of my friends convinced me to sign up and be an extra. I like to think its because its easy money. But I’m pretty sure my friend was telling me I looked generic (white with brown hair who wears maybe a bit too much navy day to day). I was casted one day to be in to court house. Once I got there, and signed the piece...
Its been two months
and I’m still jobless. But I have worked a couple odd jobs just to get by. Some come with awesome stories. Most did not.
May 2010
26 posts
fingers in a bunch of pies
is that the saying?
I now have three staffing agents trying to find me a job. It may be a conflict of interest but I’m trying to get as many people as possible to try to find me a job because I believe it will give me better odds.
plus I’m lazy and I want other people to do the grunt work
another job interview
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thank god I grew up catholic and was a cheerleader so I’ve learned how to smile on command. Still though, I’m going to need a drink after this.
I live beyond my means
Job interview on monday.
Painted my side table bright orange.
died at hot yoga.
got my unemployment check.
Died again.
Day Eight
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fuck I need a job, but its so hard to search for one when its beautiful outside. Must…not…slack.
Day Seven
Rested. like I said, I was hung over
Day Six
Champagne Tuesday ended up not being the smartest idea. It lead to hangover Wednesday. Needless to say, I did no searching for jobs until I ran into my (wait for it) fathers best friends wife. Who happened to be walking down the street when me and Travis were struggling to make it back home. She told be she is hiring and so I should send her my resume. Which is what I’m doing now…
:)...
Day six
Baby sat, so tired. Moms really need more cedit.
Want easy $$? Find Children (Day Five)
as in babysiting. Not selling kids on the black market.
My friends and family spends thousands upon thousands on child care. They even have to pay full time prices even if the kids only go part time. Here is where I come in. PAY ME THOUSANDS UPON THOUSANDS OF $$ and I’ll come to your house, watch your kids and watch your cable tv when the kids are napping. I also do dishes (ie put dishes in...
Not So Mommy Dearest
My staffing agent, Linda- or as I like to refer to her as Big Linda or BL- emailed me about a job at another law firm outside of downtown. She said its a good career move and in the end the pay will be worth it. I can’t help but wonder how much my soul is worth. Big Linda also told me I need to dress more professional for my interview. IE, take out nose ring and dress like a Mormon....
Day Four
I literally worked for food.
One of my favorite food carts let me work for them from time to time due to my massive food experience before I turned office bitch. I sling a couple sandwiches, put down a couple orders, shoot the shit with people waiting for their pasta and in the end I get tipped out and a box full of my favorite dish. Its not even two, I’m going to mosey down to the bar for...
Any Change Will Help
I biked past so many sign holders today. Some street kids, boy playing drums with buckets and men in sliver paint. I can’t help but wonder how much money they make daily and if I
had a hidden gift for chump change.
day three
Well not only do I not have a job, thanks to Mr. Jeff Foxworthy I also now know that I am not smarter then a fifth grader. salt in open wound you bastard.
Cruel
The dream job that I want so fucking bad, admin just mass emailed me. I guess the job is still open and they are shifting through the 850 applications. I really hope pimping myself to the senior partner of my last job (who happens to know the CEO of my dream job) did something- ANYTHING- that could put me in the running. If I could just interview with them, I swear they could see how amazing I am....
How many miles must we march?
I’ve been spoiled these past 6 years from always working a 20 minute walk to the last couple jobs I’ve had. I no longer have a car and want to continue my lack-a-dazical ways from being close to home. Do you know how awesome it is to go home on you lunch break for a power nap? Its fucking awesome. So the how far would one travel for a ‘meh-job’?
Food Stamps
Should I get on food stamps so I can feed my nutella/eggo addiction?
Day Two
I got up at 6:30 in the mother fucking morning! I can’t think of the last time I was on time to work but now I’m getting up early? So I went for a small run lasting about 3 miles before I thought my nipples were going to pop off. I now understand the term ‘nippy’ then I got home and did some Biggest Loser DVD work out. Yes, I own that DVD. But lets be honest, no one wants...
so this is what its like not having a job...
I finally finished filing for unemployment at the bar down the street while I drank a pbr and stole their wifi. Sweet.
damnit it, now I want pizza
I just found got that food stamps dont cover certian things like toliet paper, beer, and condoms. Oh, and someone just email me about tampons not counting either. I understand about beer and cigs. But tp?! am I suppose to wipe my ass with the wanted ads? I think if they are going to tell me what I can or cannot buy with food stamps then why not take away the shit food and force us to eat healthy....
where are my pants?
I just got off the phone with a risk management dept of a near by hospital. I guess the job I applied for is only part time. Would working only 20 hours a week effect my unemployment checks?
I need to get online and check but the chick who lived above me, with her weird grunting and unlocked internet, moved. So now I have to go down to the pissed stained library to steal their wifi so I can fill...
Panic Dream
I had a dream last night that my father sold my four year old bed because he said it was getting old. I remember screaming at him when he told me to buy a new one. Not only did I not have an income but I also didn’t have a place to sleep the day away or fuck.
WANTED: a Ho looking for a Pimp
I’ve gone to three staffing agencies so fair. One of them sucked a little bit more then the last. I wear the same ‘adult’ outfit for every first meeting with them. No ones going to know, so who cares? I think I found an agent that I do actually like though. Her name is Linda and handed me my resume back with what looked like blood all over it. She revamped my resume, which...
Oh CL, you little minx
Goal: send out 15 resumes on craiglist five days a week.
Since I haven’t reach a goal of mine in years, I will be happy with me even logging on to craiglist. Everytime I send out a resume, I get an email back just being a scam wanting my information for a credit check. My credit is shit. Check! Thanks CL, for rubbing it in.
Did I mention I live in the state where the unemployment rate is the highest in the entire nation? I doubt my years of office work and education can give me a job wiping someones ass…
I wonder how much money they make and if they get benefits…
Day One
I came home still drunk from the night before just to find my mail box full with goodies from collectors and a bunch of netflix movies. At least I now have time to watch some movies. My laundry needs to be down, there are rotting strawberries in my fridge and the idea of finally taking out the trash is so far back in my mind- it will probably take another week before I make myself do any of these...
How it happened
I have been let go from a corporate law firm due to outsourcing and an asshole of a new admin director who doesnt care about his support staff, only about how to make these rich lawyers even richer. But thats how America works doesn’t it?
I’m like any other 25 year old. I live beyond my means, I have an attitude and a drinking problem. I’m single. I live alone. Close to...