Just when life seems to be at lowest point and nothing else
could possibly go wrong, it does. I was terminated from my
job this week. I think I will change my name to Murphy S.
Law. I don't like to whine about things going bad,
everybody has low points, but gosh dang, can't I get a
break!!! I am trying to take things in stride, but what I
need to do is run to a time clock. I have enough money to
cover next month's rent and buy my dog's food.
Possibly have enough gas to go on interviews. I need some
kind assistance in the worse way. MMMMM, Hey, Mr.
Obama!!!! What about giving us poor native american white
trash single ladies a freakin' stimulus????? I don't
need a stinking fine for no health insurance, I NEED A PERMANENT
EMPLOYER!!!!!!! I am not falling for the 'recession is on
its way out' malarky. Just when I am comfortable in a
job, the economy forces a job cut MINE!!!! Hey, Gov. Perry,
could you lend me about 100,00 of that 2 million to fix the Gov.
Mansion???? I know I could survive for the rest of my life on
that amount. Hey Oparah, could you help me finish the
education I started but ran out of money to
continue. Hey Joe Q. Public, could you lend me some
change or find me some work for dog food?????
Hey God, could you remember that I am grateful for that one set of
foot prints in the sand??
Well folks venting over, guess it is on to job surfing. Any
one needing an out of work artist that knows how perform data
entry, pool cleaning, and animal behavioral training????
