How did it get to be Wednesday again already?
I really wished I had known last May how bad the employment environment around here was (especially for graphic designers) before I told the owner of the company I was working for that I wanted to find another job. Every time that loser from there calls, I keep hoping it's to get my old job back. I hated it, but at least it was in the field and I was making an income.
I really wish I could move somewhere else. Unfortunatley, we can't afford to move this stupid house again and besides, Marcus now has a decent paying job. Even if he wanted to leave (he doesn't), he can't. So I'm stuck. I'm either going to have to do some kind of retail or go back to pizza (if any of those places will even hire me). Of course, I couldn't be a driver because my plates are expired and my brakes are shot. I'm not looking for advice or job leads, I just need to vent about how my self-esteem is in the toilet, how my levels of motivations are sinking and it sucks that Christmas is coming and not only do I not have a job or any prospects for a job, I have no money, either. I can't even sell anything because I don't own anything. I've already gotten rid of everything that I personally own of any value. Even my computers I use aren't really mine.
The tears are flowing too hard to continue this. I'm going to go take a hot shower and get back to sending out fruitless resumes.
I really wished I had known last May how bad the employment environment around here was (especially for graphic designers) before I told the owner of the company I was working for that I wanted to find another job. Every time that loser from there calls, I keep hoping it's to get my old job back. I hated it, but at least it was in the field and I was making an income.
I really wish I could move somewhere else. Unfortunatley, we can't afford to move this stupid house again and besides, Marcus now has a decent paying job. Even if he wanted to leave (he doesn't), he can't. So I'm stuck. I'm either going to have to do some kind of retail or go back to pizza (if any of those places will even hire me). Of course, I couldn't be a driver because my plates are expired and my brakes are shot. I'm not looking for advice or job leads, I just need to vent about how my self-esteem is in the toilet, how my levels of motivations are sinking and it sucks that Christmas is coming and not only do I not have a job or any prospects for a job, I have no money, either. I can't even sell anything because I don't own anything. I've already gotten rid of everything that I personally own of any value. Even my computers I use aren't really mine.
The tears are flowing too hard to continue this. I'm going to go take a hot shower and get back to sending out fruitless resumes.
Name: LaDonna
