Guess I should update this thing so people know what's going on.
Yes, I'm without work again. The fishery job was not what I had been hired to do and I had to quit working at the paint store before I had even really started as I was working 13 hour days, no lunch or breaks, at said fishery. A bit pissed really because although it was ultimately my fault I lost both jobs I felt I was being fucked over and having spent the last five years at the warehouse dealing with crap like that I wasn't going to put up with it anymore.Sigh......why do owners treat their employees like that.
Anyways, after spending a week having a pity party for myself it was back at it loking for a job. I've 6 interviews in the 3 last days and have got another one this afternoon over the phone. It's kind of funnny because some of the jobs I've been applying for I really didn't think I had the qualifications but they seem to be the ones that I'm getting phoned back for. I really like the one I'm being interviewed for today. Grocery Store Manager...'yawn'...Not something I want to do for the rest of my life but it'll last me untill I get the money and pre-requsitites to get my butt into UVIC.
Speaking of money, one thing I am going to do is get my on place once the job thing has sorted itself out. As much as Charlene fucked me over, Andy has turned out to be a much worse room mate. Advice for anyone, if someone is 54 and still have to share accomodations then you don't want them living with you. I don't need to go into details, you can imagine, but there have been times where I've almost swallowed my pride and moved back in with parents till the lease is up here just to get away from him. He's happy to sit around all day fucked up on methadone, painkillers and weed. Me, been there, done that and am moving on. Once again did this to myself but at the time I really didn't give a shit about myself so wasn't capable of thinking the situation through. Once I'm working it'll be better because I won't be seeing him all day long. Problem is going to be when I need to go to bed so I can get up for work and he wants to watch tv untill 2am (did I mention he's partially deaf?).
Yeah so I'm doing much better than I was. Sucks that it's taking all this time to get back to where I was mentally a year ago and all the fallout from that. I think I'm going to get another tattoo that says "Drugs are bad for you" right on my hand so I have to look at it all the time in case I ever feel the need again.
Hope everyone doing great. I'm going outside to play
Yes, I'm without work again. The fishery job was not what I had been hired to do and I had to quit working at the paint store before I had even really started as I was working 13 hour days, no lunch or breaks, at said fishery. A bit pissed really because although it was ultimately my fault I lost both jobs I felt I was being fucked over and having spent the last five years at the warehouse dealing with crap like that I wasn't going to put up with it anymore.Sigh......why do owners treat their employees like that.
Anyways, after spending a week having a pity party for myself it was back at it loking for a job. I've 6 interviews in the 3 last days and have got another one this afternoon over the phone. It's kind of funnny because some of the jobs I've been applying for I really didn't think I had the qualifications but they seem to be the ones that I'm getting phoned back for. I really like the one I'm being interviewed for today. Grocery Store Manager...'yawn'...Not something I want to do for the rest of my life but it'll last me untill I get the money and pre-requsitites to get my butt into UVIC.
Speaking of money, one thing I am going to do is get my on place once the job thing has sorted itself out. As much as Charlene fucked me over, Andy has turned out to be a much worse room mate. Advice for anyone, if someone is 54 and still have to share accomodations then you don't want them living with you. I don't need to go into details, you can imagine, but there have been times where I've almost swallowed my pride and moved back in with parents till the lease is up here just to get away from him. He's happy to sit around all day fucked up on methadone, painkillers and weed. Me, been there, done that and am moving on. Once again did this to myself but at the time I really didn't give a shit about myself so wasn't capable of thinking the situation through. Once I'm working it'll be better because I won't be seeing him all day long. Problem is going to be when I need to go to bed so I can get up for work and he wants to watch tv untill 2am (did I mention he's partially deaf?).
Yeah so I'm doing much better than I was. Sucks that it's taking all this time to get back to where I was mentally a year ago and all the fallout from that. I think I'm going to get another tattoo that says "Drugs are bad for you" right on my hand so I have to look at it all the time in case I ever feel the need again.
Hope everyone doing great. I'm going outside to play
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Good luck with the interviews!