You know, this whole not having a job thing is really starting to get to me. At first, I was worried but fairly confident. Now I'm beginning to think things are going to get really bad soon. People tell me it'll work out, and I do appriciate their good wishes, but I don't see much light at the end of my dark tunnel. At least eight interviews--all rejected. *sigh*
The breaking point for me was today after checking the mail and finding that my unemployment check is still missing and another rejection letter in the box. I think for the first time during this whole mess I actually cried over it.
What the hell am I doing wrong? And why the fuck is my luck so god damn shitty?
All. I. Want. Is. A. Job.
I'm a damn hard worker. I do a good job. I'm nice to everyone and give it my all. I'm not afraid to take on tasks I've never done before. What am I lacking? What makes me so unappealing to potential employers?
Perhaps I should move. Maybe I should take that job in Idaho--providing it's availible. I'm beginning to think I should've done that in the first place--but I didn't want to leave my friends and family, not to mention uproot my son from everything he knows. I really want to stay here. But what I want doesn't matter much these days.
Everyone tells me to be patient, that it takes a while to find a job. How long is a while? Unemployment only lasts so long, and apparently mine isn't coming at all this week. I don't know what pisses me off more, having to sit on my ass Monday and call those fuckers or the fact that it didn't show up at all. Then there's the lingering fear that the next one won't come either.
Stupid government offices. This crap always--ALWAYS--happens to me.
Shit...I'm in such a bad mood now it's not even funny.