job (or lack thereof)
Jun. 3rd, 2003 12:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maderrIt seems to be the week o' ranting, so we'll continue in that theme. This one is dubbed "Jobless and soon to be Parentless." Start rant.
Being home is nice-I like smalltown life, even if said small town is the hole known as Roanoke c'Rapids. However, there are little to no jobs available, and the only ones worth having are never posted anywhere. Never. In smalltown life (here at least), the best jobs are by word of mouth. So being an "outsider" family means I'm essentially fucked.
I still don't have a license, and my plans to stay at home and get one are hindered by the fact that we only have one car, which is in constant use due to the irksome habits of my work-aholic father.
I could go live with Melody, or move to Charlotte where a woman I've been in communication with has guarenteed me a job if I can just move there (sounds sketch, but I have checked it all out). Except now I can't, because of the third problem in this job-hunt of mine.
My parents. Despite the fact that my dad does nothing but work, we seem to never have any money whatsoever. So what does that mean? That means my father borrows what little money I actually had saved, but in our language borrow just means he's ganked it. So what fundage I did have to move back to PA or to Charlotte is gone. Which means I'm stuck here.
I've never felt so useless in my life. My younger siblings are raking in the money babysitting and whatnot. And what is their oh so wonderful college graduate sister doing?
Nothing.
End rant.
Being home is nice-I like smalltown life, even if said small town is the hole known as Roanoke c'Rapids. However, there are little to no jobs available, and the only ones worth having are never posted anywhere. Never. In smalltown life (here at least), the best jobs are by word of mouth. So being an "outsider" family means I'm essentially fucked.
I still don't have a license, and my plans to stay at home and get one are hindered by the fact that we only have one car, which is in constant use due to the irksome habits of my work-aholic father.
I could go live with Melody, or move to Charlotte where a woman I've been in communication with has guarenteed me a job if I can just move there (sounds sketch, but I have checked it all out). Except now I can't, because of the third problem in this job-hunt of mine.
My parents. Despite the fact that my dad does nothing but work, we seem to never have any money whatsoever. So what does that mean? That means my father borrows what little money I actually had saved, but in our language borrow just means he's ganked it. So what fundage I did have to move back to PA or to Charlotte is gone. Which means I'm stuck here.
I've never felt so useless in my life. My younger siblings are raking in the money babysitting and whatnot. And what is their oh so wonderful college graduate sister doing?
Nothing.
End rant.
