pour some sugar on me

Nov 01, 2007 08:51

Those teeny candy bars are NOT the "fun size". They are the foreplay size. Foreplay to a night of passionate pancreatic ravaging.


I am both thrilled and scared about my impending unemployment and reentry into the temping mill. I feel like such a loser for not having another job lined up, but I ran out of patience. I also feel really guilty about wanting to screw around for a few days (up to a week) before I start temping again. I have the money saved to cover my expenses. I just feel like I'm a shithead for wanting to do that. I think it will be good for me in the long run. Vacations are always good, restorative things. But they are also Wrong on some level.

Sometimes I wonder if I am just bad at jobs because I am too picky and I have a bad attitude. I don't know. For example, I don't want to be a waitress because I can't deal with that kind of mad pressure and having to remember stuff...unless that's a shitty lame excuse.

I think temping is good because there is a paycheck, the people who run the company know everyone in town, the recruiters interview me in a way that is different from a typical interview and I feel less anxious and more honest, and there is some flexibility. If I hate a placement, I can leave.

I am such a lazy shithead.
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