Tag Archives: jerks
Stop This Rain (or Poverty-Induced Nightmares, Part 2
The repo incident, continued from here. I don’t know how I fell asleep after that, but I did. Sleep is my escape. On the morning of April 6, I woke up earlier than usual because I had to take the … Continue reading
Filed under Depression, fml, Home Life, jerks, Materialism, Obstacles
Jinx
Those I interact with regularly tend to react to me in two different ways: they ignore me or they ignore my problems. For quite a while now, I’ve been somewhat of a shit magnet. Is there more dignified term to … Continue reading
Filed under Depression, fml, Home Life, Obstacles
Magnifying glass
Last weekend I left a phone message with my landlord about my failure to pay rent for August or (so far) September. I explained I had been unemployed six weeks, and that unemployment was backed up and they had not … Continue reading
Filed under Depression, Home Life, Materialism, Obstacles
The Kids Aren’t Alright
I have been reading a lot about President Obama’s speech scheduled for tomorrow. There is a lot of controversy surrounding this speech, and I really don’t understand why. I live in a very liberal part of the country, but even … Continue reading
Hope in shambles
Today I had the phone interview with the manager at the company that has (once again) been toying with me. I think it went well, except he asked me some very specific questions about Microsoft Excel that I was unable … Continue reading
Filed under Depression, Home Life, Materialism, Obstacles
You Are Not Your Job (or Awkward Interviews I’ve Had, Part 2)
Pardon me for invoking the over-quoted Fight Club. All too often we’re judged not by our potential or our abilities, but by our status. Two of the worst job interviews I have had have been the result of cocky executives … Continue reading
Filed under Awkward Interviews I've Had, Obstacles, Soapbox, Work
I am a Seattle-based geeky writer girl. I like grammar, puzzles, board games, video games, television, books, and cute animals. I can often be found looking for a job or doubled over laughing at something that isn't terribly funny.
