Yes, I'm Alive

I have three part time jobs. I fricken drive back and forth all over the damn place so that I can work these three part time jobs.

Not only that, these three part time jobs, while I'm THANKFUL, I have ANY work while this mess we have in the White House is "leading" us, it's not enough to live off of. So I continually work my ass off trying to find either:

a) ANOTHER part time job to make up the difference which will, UNDOUBTEDLY, cause MORE running around and the way these gas prices are going, I might have to find a 5TH part time job just so I can get to my FOUR other part time jobs.

b) A FULL TIME JOB THAT PAYS ME ENOUGH THAT I DON'T HAVE TO RUN ALL OVER CREATION JUST TRYING TO FRICKEN MAKE IT.

Anyone who LIES and says that the "recession is over" needs to be punched squarely in the mouth. No. It is NOT over.

And let me rant about this whole process of applying for jobs.

First of all, if I'm asked for a resume, then why IN THE HELL am I filling out the EXACT SAME INFORMATION AGAIN on the application? Hmm? WHY?! It should be one or the other, NOT both!

Second, what is with the fricken SAT tests just to get a measly b.s. job? Seriously!? What is that? If I'm applying for a fricken cashier job at a home improvement type store, just because I need the damn money right now, why on EARTH am I being asked how to install electrical wiring in a house?! I'm not APPLYING TO BE AN ELECTRICIAN, I'm applying to punch a few fricken keys on a register. A MONKEY can do that job, wtf!!!!

Third, I have been asked every fricken thing under the damn sun about my life for some of these jobs, which, to an extent, considering the job I'm applying for, is understandable but for GOD'S sake with some of this shit.

Where were my parents born? I don't know!

When were they born? The hell if I know, I've NEVER known that. I know when their birthdays are, the date but the year they were born? We didn't discuss that in our house. How the hell am I supposed to proceed if I can't get this information? Really? I can't continue to apply because I don't know their city of birth? You're the investigators, you figure it out.

I have been put through the damn wringer and I'm getting reallllllllllly tired of writing out my information over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over...OMG! Just HIRE ME AND LET ME LIVE IN PEACE already!

Today alone I have applied for three jobs. And that's AFTER I did all the stuff I had to do earlier.

Oh yah, another reason I'm in a bitch mood right now? Because I just had to go to the dentist. For a cavity. I thought it was my wisdom tooth again but this time, it was a cavity. And that was SO! MUCH! FUN!

My mouth hurts like a BITCH right now, my wallet hurts like a BITCH right now because NO ONE wants to hire full time and GIVE BENEFITS so we don't have to pay ALL OF IT out of our own pockets and then, to top it all off with a giant cherry, I still have to send in the check for my TAXES to the thieves at the IRS because even though I didn't make DIDDLY SQUAT last year, they want MORE OF MY MONEY!

Hey! We have FREE LOADERS to take care of!

We have free cars, houses, food, entertainment, cell phones to give away! Chop, chop, lady! Give us ALL of your money!

And for anyone who thinks that I have NOT been trying? Man, I just want to punch you right about now, too.

I'm aggravated as hell, my mouth hurts, I'm exhausted, I'm stressed and I don't need the bullshit and the Spanish Inquisition every time I try to do ANYTHING!!

And the FINAL kicker of it all, I have been talking to my birth mother who is living in the LAND OF DENIAL and refuses to admit her part in any of it and she just done pissed me right the hell off yesterday to the point I want to punch her square in the mouth, too.

So, there ya go.

Yah, I'm alive.

But I'm ticked off lately!