Oh, snap!

Holy cats, I am sore. Soccer Sunday then mad physical labor yesterday. At least it has been worth it. Physical discomfort is a small price to pay for a hat trick and $60. Next weekend will be good again as Dan and I go see Solo race, as well as 2 different figure-8 races.

So my work schedule is quite odd: go in at 2, stay until they're done with me. Unpredictable, but acceptable.

For the catch of the day, check out this video of Stevie Wonder on Sesame Street in the 70s:

WORK BITCH

I've got a job at the Country Club now, and for lack of a job title, I'm going to have to just go with "Work Bitch". I got a nice little wakeup call from Dave: "Hey Andrew, do you have a job yet? Would you like one?" The next day I was already working doing some setup for a big wedding party for the Doan family (one of the Dow's wives was a Doan). I was slightly surprised with how quickly I felt like I fit in. After only a few hours I was already participating in a few of the dirty jokes. And if you've ever seen Waiting, it was kinda like that, except less crazy people and no penis-show game (at least, that I know of).

Of course, now my supervisor seems to have forgotten to call me to tell me when I'm working next. Hopefully I should have a schedule soon, but for now I have no idea if I'm working tomorrow, or what time. Well, here goes nothing.

Money money money money.
Money.
-The O'Jays

Shit happens...

"I'm having a shitty day. Tell me a joke."

So today everything about being unemployed and not doing anything kind of hit me with a wave of depression. I just don't want to do anything, partly because there's nothing for me to do. I couldn't focus on anything for more than a few minutes and I'm feeling lethargic.

So what have I done about it? Smoked my pipe and grabbed another possible place to apply for a job (traveling salesman).

Now for phrases that I hate:

"No offense"
Really means: "I really want to offend you, but don't want to have any consequences from doing so," or "I think you will be offended by this because I have a low opinion of you."

"I'm not going to say anything"
Really means: "I want to say something that will antagonize you. I will instead just antagonize you with a generic comment in an attempt to avoid the consequences," or "I can't bite my tounge, but I'll pretend I can."

The job market...

Still unemployed, and things aren't looking any better. It seems the bank wants a full-year intern (not me) and I'm still waiting for a call back from the Country Club (so far my only hope). My resume is even at Kelley Temp Services, but no bites. I've put in applications at the hardware store, movie store, and Subway. Out of those, only Subway seems to be actively hiring. I have yet to find anywhere else that is actually hiring.

At some point (probably pretty soon) I'm going to run out of spendable money. I'll still have gas to get places, but once I get to those places I will not be able to do anything there. And when do I usually spend money? Social gatherings. So I either don't spend any money (no coffee, no dinner, no movie), or somebody else pays for me (not a big fan).

Well, if anyone would like to pay me to fix their computer or do an odd job, feel free to call.

Please call, I'm pretty desperate.

"I learned if you ask women for money, they'll give it to you. And there's no strings attached. Except sex."
-Cal