The Rich White Lady just called me a few minutes ago and told me he got 2 interviews tomorrow to the places we just faxed his resume to yesterday! I'm so excited. Yay!

Today I got a call back for a part-time position I applied for on Sunday at Yankee Candle Company. Looks like I'll be the lone negro if I get hired. Frankly, I don't care how many pinks are involved as long as I get P A I D. A susta is desperately hurtin ova here. I have way more expenses than income and that's becoming a gigundo problemo.

Yesterday I got ANOTHER call for a full-time job I applied to. I have no idea how well I did. I had to take a personality test online. If I "pass" that personality test, I get to take another one with a real live human over the phone. If I "pass" that test, I'll be granted an interview will a real live human. This job better be worth it. At least the pay is in the range I'm looking for and it's much closer to home. I really need to get out of the place I'm at. Today the Tech Guy came up to me and said:

Him: How's everything going up here?
Me: Fine
Him: You don't look fine, you look upset. What's wrong?
Me: I'm just tired.

Tired of this fucking job, that is. Every morning I wake up to go to work, I'd rather slit my wrists than walk through those doors. Unnerstan now?

Keep your fingers crossed for me. I've been very Blessed lately and I know something's gonna come through soon.

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