Failing at life part sixty
So I went to find jobs the other day....here's a little itinerary of the stuff I had found in Lexington Park (which would allow me to still see caitlin and my friends)
1. Hallmark--Do we see an immediate problem with this? Selling I love you cards? Little flowers? Does this sound like me? OF COURSE IT DOES. If there's anything I like to sell and or fondle its tiny figurines of jesus. The woman behind the counter gave me a once over though, probably guessing me to be a coal miner wandering off-site from western kentucky. So in other words--BREAKTIME.....DISASTER
2. Michaels--The woman here apparently mistook my enthusiasm for a job to mean 'please give me the most demeaning job at the worst hours please, I'm so pathetic that I'll cry at the thought of being able to work for your crafts store, because I can't live without cheap construction paper covered in glitter and tiny buttons that say snookums.' So I had an interview, in which I had to take this survey which asked 'if you smoke a marijuana cigarrette on the job, does it or does it not affect your job performance' approximately twelve times. There were ninety questions, and they basically boiled down to......are you a LATE scumbag.....an ADDICT scumbag...a BELLIGERENT scumbag......or an ANTISOCIAL scumbag... Frankly I'm surprised I passed the test. The hours for said job are as follows.....for the next two weeks I'd be working from 10pm to 6am....sweet......THEN I GET THE JOYS OF COMING INTO WORK AT FIVE AM......TO PUT BOXES ON OTHER BOXES. YES I KNOW MY ART THEORY DEGREE IS USELESS BUT COME ON........BOXES?!?!?!? THAT"S AS GOOD AS I CAN DO!?!?!??!
3. Some guitar store--This would be ideal......but being that I play bass like an angry croatian with a sledgehammer, I think the whole repairing instruments is going to be out of the picture...
4. Nicoletti's Pizza Place--This is the most promising being that I have food industry experience....But I have a feeling I didn't really apply there at all, but it was just some urine soaked fever dream while sleeping outside of the movie theater high on expired mayonaise I shot directly into my eye cavity.
On top of this I'm supposed to apply to grad schools figure out the GRE and about a million other things....WHILE working on my book, and art......god knows......sleepless nights here I come.....
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