Ugh. Gotta love today's economy. Just found out that today is my last day at work. I'm laid off, again. Dandy. Before this job, which I've had for less than two months, I had been out of work for two months. So I was out of work longer than I've been working! There is something seriously wrong with this picture people! I love my job, I love my coworkers, and I'm a great worker. Problem is, there is not enough work for me. Blah. I did such a good job, they don't need me anymore.
So I'll probably spend the weekend feeling sorry for myself and crying into my Oreos. Then I'll start looking for work. I'd like to find something with a liveable wage- not exactly the easiest thing to find these days. I used to make fifteen bucks an hour. Now I'm lucky to find a job making ten. Plus you need to be bilingual, a contortionist, and be okay with your boss taking weird pictures of your feet. Not to offend anyone out there with a foot fetish! If I was willing to do that, I might stoop to other things. Such as- escorting some rich old dude to all his parties so long as he pays my bills. But I couldn't stoop to sleeping with him. No offense to all you old dudes, but old balls are totally gross. Okay, maybe sugar daddies are out. At least old ones. Are there any young guys with lots of money? I'm cute, I promise! I may have to ask Boyfriend how he feels about this... somehow I can't imagine it going over that well.
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