Countdown to Disaster
My unemployment ran out this month. I’m flying solo, completely without any sort of safety net. If I can’t maintain some steady stream of income, it’s game over. I’ll lose my car and pretty much my only means of doing anything of importance at the moment. Luckily, I’m working at an industrial complex through a temp agency, but I’m not so sure this is going to turn out to be a regular thing. I’ve seen people who are in through a temp agency that have been there for four months, and they’re still temporary. I’m not sure if they just haven’t applied or what their situation is exactly. Either way, this temprary gig isn’t looking very promising.
I still apply everywhere and anywhere. I’ve been rejected by a lot of low-tier retail establishments. I’d be surprised if McDonalds would hire me. Not because of my character or my ability, but because this state is dying. Refer back to my unemployment post for why Michigan will sit and rot for twenty years. No one cares about this state like they do Nevada or California.
Surprisingly, I’ve encountered a lot of resistance to moving out of state, mostly from friends and family. No matter who I apply to for a job, if they’re willing to employ me in decent working conditions, I’ll give it a shot. Even if I already have a tenuous position. However, when I get something comfortable and secure, I don’t intend to go anywhere.
Well, I’m going to go eat and do my pre-work rituals. I just thought I’d update this damn blog like I said I would. Working seven days in a row is going to kill me, but getting overtime is going to be an amazing change of pace compared to the pocket change I’ve been getting.