…as a job.
*giggles*
no. seriously. i’m broke, yo. and slowly going out of my mind. i’ve worked in some way, shape, or form since i was like 12…ya heard. being without something to do (school, work, sports, etc.) is slowly driving me insane. sure i have my IT gig in central in the evenings, but dude. even at that i’m like…bored out of my fucking mind and MAKING UP shit to do. because there really isn’t a whole lot for me to do.
but man…
this ‘overqualified’ bs only lasts so long before my weekly panics are turning into full-blown every day all day panics where i’m like “oh my god i need a job! oh my god what will i do if i don’t get one!?” and freaking…and massively applying for everything and wondering if mc donalds is hiring…and generally being one massive mess of myself.
oh and then i run, and lift weights, and run some more and shoot baskets until i can’t move. because not having something to do is driving me insane. in-fucking-sane.
well the jobless-ness and the rockstar are driving me to insanity, but more on that later.
so yeah…uh, teh phone sxe…*ahem* there’s a training site and everything…and i’m thisclose to filling out a damned application because oh. my. christ. i’m starting to freak out. i mean, i’ve always been poor…i’m used to that, i dont’ really care about that…poor folks make do, ya heard. but i do get these panic attacks and am like ‘oh christ i have SO MUCH debt’ and am trying to think up ways to make do if i don’t get another job…and yeah…so i think things to death.
and i was reading the phoenix on sunday and they had all these ads and there was one for ‘adult entertainment’: no experience necessary, make tons of cash, work from home, set your own hours. *ahem* yes…i’m lame. and i suck. and i’m desperate. but in my defense i called the bartending ads first. yeah, so i’m too advanced, too qualified to answer the damned phone in a motherfucking office but all i have to do is fill out one motherfucking form online and *bam!* just like that i can be a phone sex operator and get perverts off at a rather pricey rate…
yeah…uh…now the question(s) is/are:
1. how desperate do i have to get before i do this?
2. would i tell anyone besides jetta/midget about it?
3. how fucking hilarious would it be?
4. can i *actually* do any of it with a straight face?
5. how can i NOT be squicked?
*sighs*
fuck fuck fuckies.
so yeah…lets just hope that this is a last resort option and i don’t actually end up doing this. while on the one hand i could make a SHITLOAD of money doing it…um…ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew EW!
and like…sometimes the rockstar calls me all blah blah blah late at night…usually drunk dialing me…like LAST NIGHT! apparently he’s very sorry about that…whatevercakes. you wanna know what cracks me up though?
rockstar got hit on by a dude:
rockstar [2:05:43 PM]: i am tromitised
pineapple [2:05:49 PM]: what?
rockstar [2:06:05 PM]: i am tromised
pineapple [2:06:11 PM]: um…why?
rockstar [2:06:36 PM]: there is this guy at the gym and i we talk everynow and then like one time when we were changing he asked if if i go to berklee
rockstar [2:06:45 PM]: he gives me workout tips and what not
rockstar [2:07:03 PM]: today he walked up to me and asked if i was working arms and i was like back and bi
rockstar [2:07:18 PM]: then he asked if i was gay or straght
pineapple [2:07:25 PM]: yeah? did he ask you out?!
pineapple [2:07:34 PM]: DID HE!?
rockstar [2:07:55 PM]: o god the guy has seen me naked
pineapple [2:08:05 PM]: like totally naked?
rockstar [2:08:15 PM]: he said he would of gave me his number
pineapple [2:08:17 PM]: he asked you out, didn’t he?
pineapple [2:08:21 PM]: HA HA HA HA HA HA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
rockstar [2:08:29 PM]: then he said “i guess it is my bad luck”
pineapple [2:08:36 PM]: i’m sorry, but HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
rockstar [2:08:36 PM]: o god
rockstar [2:08:40 PM]: o god
rockstar [2:08:41 PM]: o god
pineapple [2:08:46 PM]: oh thank you!
pineapple [2:08:49 PM]: you just made my day! best. ever.
pineapple [2:08:56 PM]: so are you gonna call him?
pineapple [2:09:01 PM]: wait you’ve seen him naked too
pineapple [2:09:02 PM]: w00t!
rockstar [2:09:18 PM]: i diddent get it because i am not gay
pineapple [2:09:46 PM]: so you had fun at the gym then?
rockstar [2:09:53 PM]: no i dont look at other guys in the gymm becuase i am not gay
*dies*
that is seriously the. best. ever! muah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!! YES, i am WILDLY amused that the ex was seriously macked on by a dude…very very amused. he he! made my motherfuckin’ day. when the subway took for fuckin ever and i was getting all militant i thought to myself ‘but the rockstar got hit on by a dude…’ and felt better. when i got a crappy email response from a place i sent in my resume i reminded myself that there’s a dude out there lusting after the rockstar, putting fear in his little rockstar heart. and smiled.
yeah, i’m evil and bitchtastic these days. so what?
oh yeah…and um…he wants to see the matrix with me. um…is this what he means by being “kind of together”????
fuck if i fucking know.