08/29/2009
Job hunting is a pain in my ass sometimes. I look and fill out numerous online applications, submit my resume to dozens of sites, send out emails to various company HR reps and all I get is the “generic” thank you for your submission email stating that my application is being reviewed. I really know that my application is at that bottom of a long list of emails that probably never get looked at.
Even for a simple customer service job that I definitely have the qualifications for. WTF? Hell over half of the jobs I try to apply for now, I am overqualified. I want to see if I at least get a second email telling me that, but no such luck. in my own field of accounting, I can’t even get a callback for an interview.
I know what you are going to say, just keep on sending them out, perseverance pays off in the end. All I have to say to that is “pfft!” I need something now. I cannot keep on like this. No insurance, low pay, no sense of holding my head above water. I need something NOW!
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t have a sense of entitlement, that I want things handed to me. I have the skills, I just need a place to use them effectively.
07/23/2009
Yes there has been a lack of updates on my part. I know that I told you that I would be writing more and all the things that I had planned, but real-life just happens to get in the way. I had a very stong bout of depression that sapped my will to even try to write. Couple that with marital problems and that is a recipr for failure.
I am looking into starting my own business, but I don’t have any idea what do I want to do. Do I provide a service like bookkeeping, or do I sell a product like men’s clothing. and related accessories. Both are viable options, but I still am not sure.
Right now I am looking up how to prepare a business plan to raise start-up funds. once I have a ballpark figure and a solid plan, I can go to banks and investment group and ask for money.
I am leaning more towards the clothing store because I know how it is to buy clothes that fit at a reasonable price. It is an impossibility. The clothes are overpriced, cheaply made sometimes, and they have a limited number of sizes available. I know there is a niche for it, as I see a number of big and tall men walk through the mall every day that I am here.
It just makes sense doesn’t it?
06/01/2009
I was at a gathering on Saturday for a graduation party, and I looked around at all the people there. I realized that I did not fit in there. How you may ask? Well for one thing, I am not Catholic, nor am I Caucasian. I am not wealthy, well-off, or a professional. What I am is a nigger. Yes I said it. A nigger. And what does that mean? It means that you are tolerated up to a point, but you are really not wanted.
As I drove home, I pondered why, and I begun to realize that even though I have a close knit group of friends, I don’t fit in there either. I am older than all of them, and only 1/4 as talented. No matter how many times I run it around in my head, I always come up with the same outcome. I don’t fit in.
Even with my co-workers, I don’t fit in. I work at a gaming center in NC and even though I like video games, computers, and have some accounting background, I still don’t fit in. I have come to realize that as a nigger, I don’t fit in anywhere. I will always be on the outside looking to fit in with everyone else. I tried to go to the beat of my own drum, but it only alienated me even more.
Now at 43, I guess that is my lot in life. Wandering around not fitting in anywhere.
Life’s a bitch, and she knows it…
