I swear God must love fucking with me. That's the only thing I can think of. There's absolutely no other explanation for the BULL MALARKY. I just can't catch a break can I? So I've been unemployed since oh I dont know, mid August, and I've must have sent out over 50 applications (no joke) for various jobs. Finally, I get a call for a job and get hired on the spot. I had orientation this morning and because of my appearance, resume, and demeanor I was asked to start tonight as well. This is sounding like a good day right?! And then BAM! I'm hit with this situation again and I can only ask "Why the fuck me?" Out of ALL the restaurants in the city, and out of ALL the applications I sent out, the situation would haunt me at the ONE place that called. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
So I'm back in this shit again but I refuse to be back in the shit. I will kill with kindness. It will not enter the work place. I will stay professional and courteous when need be but I don't want to be in the nonsense. I wanted my work to offer new relationships and friendships and this dark cloud that seems to FOLLOW ME WHEREVER THE HELL I GO kinda spoils it a little.
I will just stay focused in doing a good job and pray that nothing will come of this. God, WHY do you keep testing me?
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