I have a lot of hours in the middle of the day...a lot. Between the hours of 7 and 5 are the lonely hours.
I wake up, make breakfast, run/workout, watch the morning talk show circuit, cruise the internet, watch Martha Stewart, cruise the internet, watch Girlfriends, cruise the internet, make late lunch/early dinner, and after of hours of waiting it's 5pm and that means one of my friends is off of work and listen to me gab about the The View* or how I am secretly (not anymore) counting down until Rachael Ray gets to yell on her very own talk show. With a circular rotating set!!
YIPPEE for me, not so much for them.
I am starved for that human interaction. E-mails and texts are so blase. I need voices. I need face to face. But all I have are the hours. The hours are killing me.
Do you know what it's like to not speak to another human for eight hours?!?
My phone never rings during the day.
With the hundreds of resumes (and cover letters) I am sending out, you'd think my phone would at least ring three times a day.
And when it does ring? It's some smirky salesman who noticed my resume on some site (it's posted on all of them) and thinks I'd be a great addition to his sales team. That person usually offers up the job on a big shiny platter of sweet promises of high earning potential and wouldn't it be great if I could earn $6000 a month!?!
All I have to do is sell insurance/boxes/publishing books to people who don't want or need that stuff...hmm.
All I have to do is meet this smirk at some warehouse address and all my job woes will be over because this could be my dream job and why aren't I there already?
At least they call and that serves up at least twenty minutes of my day and assures me my phone does still accept outside callers.
And gives me somewhat of human interaction that I am craving. If you're my friend and wonder why it is that I tell you every detail of my day and sound so excited that you called, its because I am dying to speak. Talking to myself is getting old.
Why isn't anyone else calling? Like the legit job opportunities? The ones I have experience in and oh, uhm, a degree for...where are they? Why won't they call?
This month end is my goal. Or I'll need to seriously look into the moving costs to Phoenix. Yep. Yep.
My mom gave me the D.L. on this situation. I can't expect her to pay up my rent every month. I can't expect to keep living like this without a local unconditional support group. I can't afford it. Plain and simple.
For the love of Dallas, won't someone, please, please call me already?!?
*This has to be said. Since Rosie O'Donnell has started The View, there has been one good fight between her and Elisabeth. It was regarding gay marriage. I expected more from those two. Also has anyone else noticed that the show has taken a turn towards the "Rosie O'Donnell Show"?
She's given something away everyday. I am hearing the phrase 'cutie-patootie' and countless stories of her kids. She is talking about doing crafts on the show and inviting guests' mothers to come on and do some crafting with her. And there is the never ending promotions for Broadway and live Broadway performances.
Shoot, if I didn't know any better, I'd swear it was 1997 and she only gained 3 sidekicks and kicked the piano man to the curb. (what was his name? where'd he go?)