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God damn it.
I didn't get the Winchester Mystery House.
What the fuck am I supposed to do? The one thing I can really do, I can't do anymore. Nobody is hiring dispatchers, and I have applied everywhere within walking distance and several way beyond that. So far I've had three interviews. I keep checking Craig's List, but unless I suddenly become an account executive, there's nothing there.
At least I have unemployment to hold me until the kiddies go back to school.
The fact that it is about a hundred degrees isn't helping my mood.
What the fuck am I supposed to do? The one thing I can really do, I can't do anymore. Nobody is hiring dispatchers, and I have applied everywhere within walking distance and several way beyond that. So far I've had three interviews. I keep checking Craig's List, but unless I suddenly become an account executive, there's nothing there.
At least I have unemployment to hold me until the kiddies go back to school.
The fact that it is about a hundred degrees isn't helping my mood.
Shitty, Doug...