The only proper way to begin explaining myself is by starting from the beginning. I have always wanted a job ever since but was told by my parents that I couldn't work until I was 16 years old. Mind you, my brother is now 15 and my parents have been encouraging him to start working since last year! Anyway, as soon as I turned 16, I set out to find a job. My goal was to be a working girl.
The first place I applied to was Target. This started perfectly. Almost immediately, I recieved a call from the hiring manager asking me to come in for an interview the next day. A week following that interview, I was called for a second interview and after that I was given an appointment for a drug test. Imagine how excited I was the day I went to go pick up the documents needed from the hiring manager. He told me I had 24 hours-Tuesday morning to Wednesday morning to go take my drug test. So I got out of school early and took my drug test on Tuesday morning [My dumb behind used the potty BEFORE going to the lab place and ended up having to drink almost a gallon of water ugh.] and reported to the manager later that week. Instead of hearing, "You've got the job", I got "The appointment was Wed-Thurs. You took the test on the wrong day. You can apply again in 6 months." MIND YOU, HE SPECIFICALLY TOLD ME TUESDAY-WEDNESDAY. It all went downhill from there.
Two years later, I was still unemployed. In that time, I had been given false hope and rejections countless times. I had also been rejected by Target a second time too. This time in another state. It wasn't until I moved back to New York that I was finally hired. I had been working for the same company almost a year until I came back to Florida. A transfer within the company I had been working for was obviously not happening due to the fact that where I live has one of the highest unemployment rates in the country. Getting a job a few years ago was hard enough here so imagine how things became worse for me with the decline of our economy! I've been back 4 months now and have been looking for a job but to no avail. Last week I did have a little hope, but now it's lost.
ALL I WANT IS A LITTLE MONEY!! I need something to do. I loved working.
You know what I hate though? People who judge me when they have absolutely no idea what I'm going through. The conversation always goes like this:
@$$Hole: blah blah blah lazyblah blah... Get a job
Me: I'M LOOKING FOR ONE!
They're telling me this like I can just walk into any place and get offered a job. NOOOO It doesn't work like that!! Who cares how defeated I feel at the end of the day, right? Or how discouraged I am?
Who really cares?
Who really cares?
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