I had planned to write a pretty long post about these
six months but I am just so depressed and lethargic, this is all you’re going
to get. It is one of many posts I have started but been too low to finish. Plus
now that I have gotten rid of all my English family members from Facebook I am
posting a little more on there, like a message about Sammy’s birthday, for
example. (Although sometimes I double up and post on both - the dollar store
wine story is a case in point.) I’ve just nothing positive to say about the
entire six months and I really am trying to avoid being a Debbie Downer in this
blog. Suffice it to say, I am looking for work but I am not getting any
call backs. It is soul-crushing. See, I understand when I do not get an offer
after an in-person interview, because, yeah, they get to see the ass, the
chins, the waistline, but I can’t even get the chance to introduce them to the
fat ugly blob that I am. Thank the Universe for alcohol and Sammy.
Michelle, I'm so sorry getting a job is still vexing you. I've been reading that the economy is up--but I'm not seeing it in terms of jobs or raises or ... you know ... ANYTHING ELSE. Maybe it's up for rich people.
ReplyDeletePlease let me know if there's anything I can do. I remember how soul-crushing the job search is.
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