Bitchfest about my life, part the whatever
15 years ago
Yay, another emo bitchfest journal from me... because that's about the only thing I ever put down on my journals.
Anyway, bitchfest about the state of the Me.
Work prospect suck. I put in, about 2 weeks ago, an app at a local bank for a teller position. They hired someone with more experience. I put in an app about 2 weeks ago for an OS I position at the state tax offices. They wanted someone with more experience, but I had met the minimums for requirements.
Fast Food, unless they're right now hiring, throws your app away when you walk out the door.
I have apps in at Safeway for half a dozen positions (all entry level); an app in at WalMart, saying I'm good for any department they want to hire for, pretty much (Don't have Tire&Lube Express marked); and with 66&67 having just passed stupidly, almost any employer in town is looking at increased costs, and therefor are even less likely to hire someone like me (especially when they potentially can hire someone who has years experience in their field, vs someone who has most likely none).
Plus, I'm apparently the healthiest person in the house. Dad isn't as young as he used to be, and has to balance any job he might get with his social security he gets for being disabled. Stepmom blew out one knee at work, got fired eventually because she was injured on the job, and the other knee is seemingly looking almost as bad. Stepsister is currently at the hospital, having torn one kidney from football and stuff, and the other one is almost shot, which will effectively kill football for her. PERMANENTLY... or else dialysis after another hit or two.
So yeah. Life is shit. Depressing shit.
Anyway, bitchfest about the state of the Me.
Work prospect suck. I put in, about 2 weeks ago, an app at a local bank for a teller position. They hired someone with more experience. I put in an app about 2 weeks ago for an OS I position at the state tax offices. They wanted someone with more experience, but I had met the minimums for requirements.
Fast Food, unless they're right now hiring, throws your app away when you walk out the door.
I have apps in at Safeway for half a dozen positions (all entry level); an app in at WalMart, saying I'm good for any department they want to hire for, pretty much (Don't have Tire&Lube Express marked); and with 66&67 having just passed stupidly, almost any employer in town is looking at increased costs, and therefor are even less likely to hire someone like me (especially when they potentially can hire someone who has years experience in their field, vs someone who has most likely none).
Plus, I'm apparently the healthiest person in the house. Dad isn't as young as he used to be, and has to balance any job he might get with his social security he gets for being disabled. Stepmom blew out one knee at work, got fired eventually because she was injured on the job, and the other knee is seemingly looking almost as bad. Stepsister is currently at the hospital, having torn one kidney from football and stuff, and the other one is almost shot, which will effectively kill football for her. PERMANENTLY... or else dialysis after another hit or two.
So yeah. Life is shit. Depressing shit.
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