Bah.
Bah.
I have sent out approximately ten applications for freelance writing gigs. I have received zero responses. Not even a "thanks for applying" rejection letter.I searched for jobs yesterday in the Vindicator, to no avail. Apparently the only jobs that exist in Youngstown A) require Masters degress, or B) involve unskilled hard labor. I have the qualifications for neither of these categories.
Adam keeps telling me to calm down, learn to drive, and take a job at the paper. And we did go and get my new permit packet yesterday, so that's a start. But I hate the idea of waiting a few weeks to become employed. I could be making money NOW! That's what Adam is doing at the moment, actually-- today was his first day back at Exal, otherwise known as the Evil Aluminum Can Factory of Death. But while I hate his job, and I worry about him getting hurt, I can't go and criticize, because it's a job, and that's a rare bird around here.
Someone employ me. Now. Please please please?
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