The First Monday...
Ok, so, remember that scene in Singles where Campbell Scott is staring at his fax machine going "50 Resumes. %0 Resumes. C'mon. Talk to me."?
That's me.
Only my fax machine is my goddamned gmail.
I don't think there are many things worse than trying to find a job. And here's my fear:
That I've only been doing my new awesome worthwhile glamourous kickass job for 2 years and that that means my fucking life is going right back to answering fucking phones.
In other news, I dreamt last night that I was king crab fishing with the guys from Deadliest Catch.
I sucked at it.
That's me.
Only my fax machine is my goddamned gmail.
I don't think there are many things worse than trying to find a job. And here's my fear:
That I've only been doing my new awesome worthwhile glamourous kickass job for 2 years and that that means my fucking life is going right back to answering fucking phones.
In other news, I dreamt last night that I was king crab fishing with the guys from Deadliest Catch.
I sucked at it.
1 Comments:
Of course you sucked at king crab fishing...you need practice!
I know how badly it sucks to find employment. But you have the experience, the talent and the drive...you will find something. And chances are, it will be better than what you were doing. There is a reason for all that happens.
And brown for jobs, green for prosperity. Brown is also used for animal health, but in England at least, it's for help with "Situations Vacant"!
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