NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
*Jared the poor tan rhamphorhynchus is sent crashing head-first into a mountain*
:mad
it's NOT fair!!!!!!! NO JOB at Conchy Joe's and a DISASTEROUS HAIRCUT today!
Flying high? I'm STILL NOT OFF THE GROUND!!!!
MAN! I wish Pterano was waiting outside to fly me to the great valley right now. Where I'd become a rhamphorhynchus on arrival and live a much happier life.
I've known about the job rejection for a couple weeks now already...
I called back the next day, and I asked for the guy who interviewed me.. He said he already "made his choice" which meant I DIDN'T get picked. My mom told me that "maybe he thought you were too good and clean of a person to work back in the kitchen. The kitchen jobs are usually for people who are sloppy, disorganized and have nasty attitudes." is what she told me.
"Who KNOWS? Maybe I WAS too clean of a person for the job.
*BTW.. I applied online for a job as a meter reader for Florida Power and Lighting. When there is an opening, I'll be sent an e-mail.
Anyway, on a slightly more positive note, my mom has a job test tomorrow. Yes, for working at the same power plant my dad does... but for a different position. I know it involved working at a computer... an accountant, i think, maybe?
But the bad news is, that one of the test tasks is typing at a speed of at least 56 WPM! My mom is not sure she can do that, as she hasn't speed typed in a very long time.
If my mom does get the job, she'll earn about 2/3 of what my dad earns. She said she will give me back $200. (of the now $5,635 that she and my dad owe me.) with each check she'll get once every 2 weeks, which will be a good help to me.
If not, then my dad's STILL the only one with money, and i'll still be dirt poor broke until our Michigan house sells.. and SW Michigan was HAMMERED with a MAJOR 2 foot snow storm a few days ago...
now THAT'S what I call "The Big Freeze"
I can only hope she passes her job test tomorrow.
And another disaster happened to me, today. I had my 2nd haircut today since going to Florida. I really needed one too, because it was thanksgiving time the last time I had one. It was at a mall, with the same person who did it last time. Last time, she got it right and my hair looked great.
Today, I TOLD her to thin out my hair and to shorten it a little. SHE CUT WAY TOO MUCH OFF, heck, she HARDLY used the scissors and instead, used the buzz clippers way too much, and hardly used the scissors and trimmed my hair like she was trimming a bush).
I'm so humiliated. My hair looks like a 3 year old's now.
and I look like an idiot. My hair is about as thin as a buzz-cut right now. It's cut wayy too high And my darn little sister laughed for about 20 minutes after I left the hair cut place. My mom feels sorry for me and will help find a different person to cut my hair next time. This is the second time this has happened to me
(the first time was in about Feb. 2001) I was 11 at the time in 6th grade. I was getting my hair cut back in South Haven, Michigan. My mom figured I needed a new hair cut for a middle school band concert I was going to be in that night. Yes, the woman there used the buzz clippers on me too much and practically shaved me almost.
Luckily, next time we were able to find me a new cutter, and she was great and cut my hair regularly until I left Michigan last September.
So, yeah today (Feb. 3rd) was another rotten day for me. I still have no job, NOBODY has called me back yet. And now my hair is a TOTAL WRECK and is wayyy too short!!!
I got $20 from my dad anyway, today... oh well, a little spending money anyways..
(Just think, in the LBT, world, Petrie dosen't need money to buy tree stars or berries to eat)
(and if I was a flyer, I wouldn't need a job, money for food or a house * because building a nest or living in a cave is free* and I wouldn't need a car to get around... because as a rhamphorhynchus, I could FLY.)
And flyers don't need haircuts, either.
(BTW, I finished writing this at 2 o'clock in the morning here in Florida. Usually i go to bed in the 2:00 A.M. hour but on some nights I may stay up as late as 3, because everyone else goes to sleep here at about 11:30, and that's when I get the computer all to myself, in private)
I have nothing on my blank agenda to get up for each day, and don't get out of bed until about 10:00, and 11:00 at the absolute latest. Like I said, getting off this island is powerless for me, unless one of my parents decides to go run an errand and I go with them, because i'm NOT allowed to use their GMC Envoy at all on my own.. Although my dad wants to make arrangements for our other car, a 1995 Buick Riviera
(which was my very own from Sept. '06 until Sept. '07 when my dad blew an engine piston on his '97 Ford F-150.. then he sold the old truck and I had to split the Riviera with my dad for transportation)
to be sent down here on a car carrier..which potentially could work out. If it does, my dad and I will share the Riviera, and I can use it anytime as long as my dad isn't using it. Did I mention that the A/C DOESN'T WORK?!? Luckily my dad found an A/C compressor off of another Riviera at a junkyard in Daytona Beach a few weeks ago.
So maybe we'll get that fixed so I won't be ROASTING HOT inside the car in the Florida heat. (In the summer here in Florida, the temperatures get up to the mid 90's) It was 83 degrees here today, BTW.
I visit the GOF on the computer anytime I have private here at the condo.
*I'm sorry if I scared you or creeped you out with this message* It's just that i'm just so sad right now, I could cry myself to sleep.
I hope my mom passes her test tomorrow, because then she'll be another step closer to that good paying job she wants, and then i'll start to get my money back in $200 portions.
If not, then there'll be more sad, lonely, poor days ahead for me until I find a job.
