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Yeah, well I'm throwing away the books, too.
Warning. Rant ahead.
I had a job interview at the beginning of the week. This was for a job as a shipper/receiver of textbooks, something which I have years of experince with. They were hiring three people for the job, and were looking for students from the college, of which very few would likely be staying for the summer. Not only do I probably have more experience than most people who applied, but my interview was the second best I have ever had.
They promised they would call sometime this week, regardless of the answer, and I started making plans to stay in the city. Since the money was going to be good, I was even going to move into a regular ol' apartment instead of a sublet, the easier to make the transition into the Fall.
Bet you know where this is going, don't you? The bastards didn't even call me. I had to call them.
So, I'm in panic mode. I've passed out hundreds of resumes and no one is biting. I have no place to live for May. I'm not sure if I'll be able to rent a van, largely because I have no credit card, but also because it will be the end of school and they're probably all taken already. No one will rent the other room from me. I have to find somewhere to store stuff. I am eligible for various unemployment programs, but it has taken me one month to set up my first interview, and will take another month until a decision is made, and another month until I can start on a program, by which time it will be too late.
I have moved around so much that I know no one in a professional capacity that can sign my passport application, so getting to Ireland won't happen until sometime in the middle of summer, by which point it will be useless.
I'll have to drive 300 km one way to drop off the cats at their mom's because I don't know where I'm going but it probably won't allow cats, 200 km another way to pick up my brother if I want to have someone to help me move, 400 km another way to deliver a grandfather clock I sold for my mom, and all in the span of two days. I have to buy gas for all that travelling. I would love to give my stuff to friends or family, but they all live at least 500 km away from me and all my other stops. Life in Canada.
And I have school, which takes up nearly every waking hour and is twice as stressful as the above.
The funny thing is, this isn't even close to as hard as it's ever become. I know I'll get through this, but it's time to make a sacrifice. I am getting rid of all of it. I was panicking and saw a Gary Panter comic and an Alan Watts book lying around and something clicked. Only items of the most personal nature and stuff devoted to my studies will remain. Everything is getting chucked. CDs, books, comics, you name it. Gone. I don't know where it's all going. I really wish that I could send some of this stuff to Barbelith folk, but I have neither the money or the time.
OK. I feel better. Whew. Thanks Barbelith! |
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