Fuck it, I'm starting a cock farm. Entrepreneurs and cocks sick of bullshit wanted.

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I need to kick someone, anyone in the testicles with a knife attached to my foot.

I'm so mothereffing sick of kissing ass to get a job that I could fuck a goat right about now. You know, as long as it would pay my damn rent money. I'm sick and motherfucking tired of asshats telling me that I have no experience for shitty college jobs that a trained monkey could do. Hell, that monkey could possibly do better than said people do in the first place.

This shit is beneath me. Honestly. I didn't graduate from high school for this, I didn't go to college for this, and I sure as hell didn't get pseudo-"real jobs" to be turned down for crap like "food monkey" and "store monkey." Damnit.

Honestly, I damn near edited everything that came into a student Web site for a LONG-ass time. Everything was typo-free under my watch. AP style and the whole nine motherfucking yards. Not that I'm doing all of that while I'm drunk and I'm pissed, but shit. I've been buttering up potential employers, trying my damnedest to say the "right" things, and basically, kissing ass for the past month and a half, for shit's sake. Still NO job. What the fuck?

Which asshole do I need to blow to get any money around here? There can't be that many damned high schoolers in a college town taking up my shitty, menial, blue-collar asshat jobs, can there? Fuck it, I'm going to fuck all of this town up the cunt with a giant sharpened screw the size of my face for all the shit I've had to endure just to NOT be hired anywhere.

Honestly, I can't even find a sketchy temp agency that has anything for me. It's all "oh, come back tomorrow!," "oh, call back tomorrow!," "oh, we'll have something tomorrow..."

...but they never fucking do. It's like I'm getting the motherfucking run-around in a small-ass college town that doesn't have much fucking ROOM to send me to run around, y'know? What the hell? I'm above this kind of ass-licking. I'm past kissing ass at this point--I think I'm down to licking it. Disgusting. If this is what poor people do, then they deserve to be poor for kissing so much ass.

I don't even give a shit anymore. The first thing I'm going to do tomorrow morning is NOT butter up to anyone. I'm going to kick someone in the cunt as hard as I can. Fuck it.




BTW, I'm drunk as fuck right now, so I don't make any promises on this rant being free of typos, easy to read, in a logical progression of bullshit, or any of that other kind of writing stuff I'm good at while sober. Fuck it.
 
Bitch, bitch, bitch, nag, nag, nag, moan and whine and bitch some more motherfucker. It ain't going to get you a job any quicker.

Ever think of lowering your standards and taking an hourly rate instead of college salary that someone studied their ass off for 4-8 years to be able to get the job before you can?
 
That's my damn problem. Every sh!tty summer-type job here seems to be taken up by local high school kids and other college students. Damn them all.
 
Ever try mowing lawns? Bailing hay? Go work for a steel mill and do pipe-yard work. It's not fun and the hours are long but it's garunteed work. Plus you'll be getting around 45-60 hours per week.
 
Amen to that, Zoe. I'm in college and damned proud of it, but guess what I do for my job? I scrub urinals and scrape shit off the floor. And I'm proud of that too, because by working my ass off this summer, I'm getting in better shape and ensuring that I can afford not to work during the school year and devote my time to studying instead. Being in college doesn't mean you're above doing shit work. Don't get mad about it.
 
Sounds like another one of those people that wants a hand out. The type of person that wants to sit around all their life and then just wake up and try to get a 60,000 dollar a year job with no experience or references. You can join the military, look at pell grants for college and get off your lazy ass and do something about not being able to afford shit. Perhaps you should have thought about not having decent references before you did whatever you did to get fired (which im sure is the case). Also why are you living on your own when you dont have a decent enough job to support yourself?

Everything happens for a reason... and is usually a direct result of something you did or did not do. I also like how you mention you are dirt poor and looking for a job but you seemed to be able to purchase alcohol and a dumpy computer so that you could come on here and rant very poorly about how life didnt give you a handout.
 
Bloody hell. I'm not looking for a fucking handout, and that's why I'm a) looking for a shitty summer job and b) pissed that I still don't have one.
 
if your in a college town ... work for the college, painters and filers are always in short supply most colleges will hire a college student over the highschoolers, but it also seems a bit late in the summer to look for a job.

my suggestion start throwing up flyers for whatever you do best around your town you'd be surprised at what people see, throw down your qualifications to.
 
I had that same problem. Looking for a job but not being able to find any work. I spent a year of my life that way. Or doing temporary work. Or volunteering. Or whatever.

Then I moved 1100 miles away from home. Of course, if you're still in school, I could see how that's a problem.
 
It's all good.

I guess "welfare queen" could be a job, haha? I'd have to move to a less awesome apartment, but at least there's a set of PJs next to college. Walking distance, even...only I don't think my car would look so hot with 20" rims and/or gold trim.

I'm off to call places to see if there's any news...I have a couple places that might want me in the fall, but in the meantime, I'm broke as a joke and there's no freshmen in town to sell said booze to, haha. (Not that I've done that, but I've heard that's ridiculously profitable...for many of the same reasons crack dealing is ridiculously profitable.)

I think a large part of my anger is over the fact that I got this apartment when I had a job, and that job wasn't minimum wage. Grr.
 
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