I'm Over It

I seem to have issues keeping jobs lately. I'm only categorized as an undergrad for one more year and I'm feeling overqualified for everything. I don't want to be your waitress, sell you watches, knock on your door for environmental issues or receive huge shipments of wholesale bathing suits. I'm done with all these jobs I've been forced to model through just to afford my education.

Needless to say I've recently become unemployed. Downsized from one job and quit the other. I actually left my last job in the middle of work, had Smidge come and pick me up. For anyone who hasn't canvassed before I highly recommend it. Talking to strangers every day and trying to make them give away money for the environment or HRC has been an incredible experience. It's soul crushing yet eye opening. Just make sure you don't do it for too long. There's a high probability that they will convince you to take on more responsibility than you originally planned; locking you into a six day, 14-hour each, work week; but you'll be so busy fighting for "the fund" that you probably won't even notice that your life is slipping away from you.

I plan on hanging out in my new apartment with Smidge and Mish until I'm crippled with either boredom or financial instability. So far I've been hiding out at the Jersey shore; trying my best to pretend I'm somewhere else. Living in a dream world where it's 2012 and I live in Southern California selling sea shells to tourists. At least I have statistics, poetry and journalism to keep me slightly grounded (although commuting to school is becoming physically painful). All in all things are quite nice right now but I'm sure by next week I'll be chomping at the bit to get back into the work force. That's the bad thing about working so much since you were so small. You tend to feel a little lost without that familiar role in your life. I wonder where I'll end up next.