Normally my blogs are about what I have been witness too in social situations involving the kaleidoscope of human emotions and interactions that are lubricated by drugs, booze, and the continuing quest for sex. These things by themselves provide limitless material for me to write about, but my own personal stress has been too much to even laugh at those that truly deserve it.
I have been home for about five months. In that time I have been experiencing which was my greatest fear about being back home.
Not really having anything to come home too.
Seriously, save a few personal goals that have been placed on the back burner due to some personal issues, there is little on the larger scale that keeps my person here in the U.S. For one, it is damn near impossible to get a job.
Now I personally think that because I have a degree as well as a wealth of personal and professional experience, I shouldn’t have to work for peanuts. And by peanuts I mean the rank and file, cannon fodder, grunt work that I went through to get where I am today. The crazy part is that I want to work. I have hunted for jobs everyday for the last several months and to tell you the truth it is very hard to just give up and say, “Come and get my car! Who cares about my credit card and score” Seriously, the way things are going it WON’T even matter.
You know, whenever I get in a financial rut, I tend to buy myself something. At least something that I can look at and say “Well at least I got this out of the deal”. Honestly, I am a big fan of buying gifts for myself, I think it is healthy to treat yourself to some product of your hard work and money.
I haven’t.
I haven’t because I can neither afford it nor justify it.
Wait, I am digressing.
Truth is I have spoken to staffing agency’s friends, friends of friends, every internet job board and so on, and I have come up with NADA! I have even actually spoken with people and the question is
“So when can you start”
My response is always, “Right now”
Is that the right answer? I have been told that the truth is always the best route but hell, I guess it can be downright scary. Want to know something else that is scary? The unemployment rate in Georgia is 9.3 percent in Florida it is 8.6. Alabama a whopping 7.8 and Tennessee is 9.1
Wyoming has the lowest rate(cnnmoney)with 3.2 percent.
Am I going to have to move to Wyoming? Give me a fucking break people!
Long story short, it is bad all over.
People are moving back in with family and everyone is watching the auto industry and insurance companies beg the government for money when the people themselves are starving. I watch politicians with their own agenda’s cut their noses just to spite their faces just to maintain favor in their political party. I see people; the uniformed from all sides of the political spectrum take what little info that is correct on the news and run with it as if it is the gospel itself.
Everyone looks to put the blame on someone. Everyone on Capitol Hill is looking to be in place when President Obama fails or succeeds in his endeavor to save our economy from the state that it is in. Meanwhile, Former president bush sits quietly probably ashamed at how he left things. I have always been told that you should leave things better than how you found them…
So what am I to do? I can’t stay where I am forever and hoping for the best is…well hoping for anything in life at this point is just plum dumb.
Maybe I will just become a cop, get corrupted, make a bunch of money, and move to Costa Rica?
Well…it is a thought.
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