To Job or Not To Job

Last week I got two calls for jobs. One scheduled me a same day interview but the guy seemed shady and i just didn’t feel like getting out of my sweats at that exact moment. Call me lazy… or call me intuitive. Whatever – even I can’t decide. So I just didn’t show up. Then on friday while I was in SF for Ryan and Katrina’s wedding I got another call, which i promptly returned after I got out of District 9 (Wow intense, go see – you’ll like), left a message for the lady and never heard from her again. This week I am nothing but available and yet i receive no calls. Why? Because I have smited the job gods and now they are punishing me. I wasn’t ready on their schedule so they aren’t playing nice with mine. Humph. In the meantime I’m getting all sorts of antsy. Remember 2 months ago when I quit my job? (well some of you will and some of you are new. hi!) Well for a solid two months I was all “I don’t even WANT a job. All I want to do is WRITE” well now I’m bored and now I want a job and now the jobs have all clammed up and gone away because the universe never lets me have what i want, instead it likes to watch me squirm for a while until it decides in it’s GREAT BENEVOLENCE that I deserve a crumb here or a smidgen there. And so I wait. Cursing my earlier smiting.

3 thoughts on “To Job or Not To Job”

  1. It's not the job gods. It's the economy. Although I guess sometimes something as huge and complicated as "the economy" can feel an awful lot like the gods.

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