paint or look for a job

[generalelectric]

i ain't finding nothing with my job search, and i ain't finding anyone to buy my paintings.


so, i'm sitting here wondering, should i continue applying for jobs (non of which i really qualify for), or should i paint? i'll be out of money soon if i don't find work soon. but will i find work? that's the question..............

[Inari]

If you're truly in dire need of a job, there are jobs out there. You just might not see fit to "lower yourself" to them. If an illegal immigrant that doesn't even speak English can make a living in the United States, anyone can.

[generalelectric]

actually, they're all leaving. and then there's the whole i can't stand for long periods and the whole i'm not good at selling things issues.

[Devil King]

Merton?

[Indigo]

actually, they're all leaving. and then there's the whole i can't stand for long periods and the whole i'm not good at selling things issues.

I guess the drug industry is not for you, huh?

[LadyAkuma]

What's keeping you from painting and looking for a job?

[Hyde]

Merton?

Duh. Just figuring that out? ;) That's okay, you're cute enough to make up for it.


What's keeping you from painting and looking for a job?


Society.

[Inari]

Dude haven't you been complaining about this shit for like years?

[Hyde]

Dude haven't you been complaining about this shit for like years?

He's finally run out of his stockpile of SPAM, Vitamin Water and Self Loathing.

[Inari]

Why even ask "paint or look for a job?" Every time someone tells him to look for a job, he has excuses. It's not your damn feet that make you unemployable, it's the fact that you've got nothing but excuses.

[Indigo]

But then, does anything on these forums make sense?

[Devil King]

Duh. Just figuring that out? ;) That's okay, you're cute enough to make up for it.

My thought process was this: :( : o :D

[generalelectric]

well, whatever you have to say, i may finally end up with an art job this week. and no, i'm not going into specifics about it due to privacy issues.


and i don't recall what exactly was going on at the time i wrote this, except for the part where i was homeless and did have either the choice of looking for a sales position (which i can't do) or a walmart labor type position (which i can't do thanks to the shoes the destroyed my feet and enlarged the nerves between my metatarsals with scar tissue that took months of "toughing it out" to create. i wish i had realized that having even a slight heel in my shoes could do that. i wish i had realized that i had gotten used to wearing shoes that are too narrow for my feet. but oh well, i'd never had the problem before and i didn't think a pair of sketchers could be all that different from my typical k swiss or nike.).

and even during that period i was starting on a painting. although i still haven't had a chance to finish it.


and yes, i have excuses. what i needed where opportunities, like the one i seem to have now.



if you want to know what really happened. here goes....


when i quit walmart i hadn't felt my toes in four months. if i had stayed there and stayed standing all day, in any footwear (and i tried many types out.... and of course management had something to say about all of them) i would have ended up not being able to stand at all. it took 2-3 weeks of staying off my feet for the most part to start to get feeling back in my toes. it to a couple or so months after that for ever step i took not to give me a good bit of pain. and it took 4 or 5 months for me to be able to stand for 2-3 hours without problems.

anyway, the only jobs i could find were either sales or walmart type positions (duh, we're in a service economy thanks to cock suckers like geitner and gang). i could no longer do either.

all the art jobs i could find required years of experience, and knowledge of applications i don't have access to.

so, after my savings went kaput, and my lease ran out (right at the same time actually), out i went.


then i spent a month living somewhere that i won't mention. i was rather depressed, but i still looked for jobs and started up some art during that time.

then my professor told me i had asperger's syndrome, had me diagnosed, and got me signed up with this stupid bureaucracy that blew $220 a night for almost 2 months, $13,000 total, just on housing me (because that's all their system was set up to do. you know, otherwise people might waste the money :rolleyes:). housing me in a place that was 6 plus hours, actual time no exaggeration, from anywhere where i could do anything other than watch fecking cable. and i hate tv, so i spent about 40+ hours a week just enduring the transit system. 40+ hours a week of which had i been given that money, i could have used to do something. hell, i could have lived off that for a year. i was just going along with it because i thought they might help me out. apparently you can only get real help if your a drug addict, veteran, alcoholic, maybe a criminal (not sure can't recall for certain), or made plenty of money to get unemployment.


anyway, after that i went really homeless, wandered around a bit with no access to anything, and then my professor tells me about this job that while a good ways away from where i was living, is an art job and sure as hell pays more than walmart.

now my only issue is making the interview work, and finding a car and money to keep it running. hopefully i can talk them into a decent wage. hopefully $15 an hour. (which isn't bad in an economy where engineers, accountants and computer programmers end up working at walmart for $8.40 an hour. it was amazing how many degreed people i was working along side while there.)


anyway, woot for me! :p

[generalelectric]

Dude haven't you been complaining about this shit for like years?

i don't think so.