My dear blog friends may not know, but I have been applying for dozens of jobs in the last couple of months, as I can’t live on unemployment forever. But, times are hard. Jobs in the Great White North are few and applicants are many. I’ve only gotten two interviews. And, as I really prefer not to wipe the behinds of Depends-wearing, mentally handicapped persons, I didn’t even like wiping my daughter’s behind when she was a baby, I put on a brave smile and eagerly accepted the only other offer I’ve gotten while mentally calculating that it pays 2.5 times less per hour than my last real job. If I get enough hours each week I might end up with enough of a paycheck to pay at least my rent, which is important, so off to work I go. So, I don’t have a big brother Bob, I really do need a haircut, but at least I now have a paying job. At least for the summer. Which is good. I couldn’t afford to keep this job all year ’round.
*Sigh*
But, it’s at a garden center where I will spend my time watering flowers and imbibing lots of fresh air and sunshine instead of sitting at my laptop doing homework. Sounds pleasant enough as jobs go. And, if I manage not to kill all the stupid customers who ask, “Do I need to remove this from the pot before I put it in the ground,” or “What do you mean I can’t have a refund! It’s not my fault that the plant dried out and died from sitting in a tiny 1″x1″ plastic container on my black top driveway for 3 weeks in the blazing sun and it never rained once” I should have something new to blog about besides school.
Well, I best go make myself as presentable as possible. My duty to the boss is calling…
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