After 5 days...
I have been unemployed for five days. After the wierd schedule I've had, it feels like less really. I was called about one opportunity in the Oswego area, but I didn't have a way of getting here. To seal that deal, a guy I worked with from the last project, one that I detested, was also going to work it. Who wants to be stuck with an asshole? :)
Anyways, since I've been unemployed, people have asked about jobs and I'm annoyed by it. It's one of those things I'd like to choose to speak about rather than have it thrown at me while I'm 'happy'. If there was any change, any opportunity that I could do, I'd do it and I'd shout it fom the rooftops.
I saw an ex today. THEE ex. The ex that had a hand in turning me into a bit of a reclusive hermit. We talked and flirted for four years, we went out a few times -- chaperoned, and had lunch at her parents house. You know that movie, Failure to Launch? She was Matthew McConnahey (I can't speel his damned name), as in, she never wanted ot move out of her parents house. Some of you know I still live home, but if i was able to get a job other than a temp or contract position, I'd be soooo out of here. I've even gone as far as to consider cardboard boxes at times. Anyways I saw her, while in my sisters car, and I said "oh my god, is that .... ......? My sister shouts are you .... ......? and she nods and my sister says I'm in the car with her and we have the same phone number. I felt like she TOTALLY eviscerated me RIGHT THERE!!!! WHO DOES THIS? I mean, I forgive her... but... FUCK! part of the tortured me on the inside wonders if she'd call, the rest of me is kind of flippin the bird and just wishing I hadn't thought out loud.
