Yesterday I probably went on the worst ever second interview in the history of the 
world. Basically I went on an all day sales call with a field representative for The Ad Group (which is one of many subsidiaries of Cydcor) and went to random businesses to push office supplies on them. Yes, this was definitely a page out of Dunder Mifflin. I felt like Ryan the temp with Dwight. I started out approaching businesses side by side with the rep, as the day progressed I would stand further and further away from this guy. By the end, I barely went in the door, pretending I wasn’t associated with this door to door charlatan. This was probably the stupidest thing I’ve ever seen. It’s a fancy pyramid scheme . They’re all idiots who work there. I don’t care if any of them read this, I hope they do. Maybe they’ll stop drinking the Kool-Aid and come back to reality. Buy Office Depot!
With that bad taste still in my mouth I went back to the hunt, which is turning out to be a bit more difficult than previously believed. I’m using very resource at my disposal. I’m looking at part time work, full time, temporary full time, in every possible field. What makes my search so difficult? It would have to be my well documented indecisiveness on a career. I usually get stuck on the first question posed by temp agencies: Job title desired? Or describe the career opportunity you are looking for. I am so bucked. Shoot, I misspelled that. Yay for “living the dream.”
Question. Can I become a professional blogger? Would the eight people who read this blog spread the word? I promise I will up my game and write even more fabulous, side stitching stories of the debauchery that is my life.
I know that my life isn’t in shambles, despite my best efforts to portray it that way. Who knows, maybe in three days I’ll post that I got the “gig” of a lifetime. Worst case scenario, I an always max out the credit card and go teach English in Thailand.
Jesse, I still love you, but we’re moving before you need a loan, Mom