So now it is August 10th and I still don’t have a job. It really is becoming laughable. In a depressing sort of way. It brings to mind questions that are just bugging me. Am I underqualified for the jobs? Overqualified somehow? Is my resume shit? Do they find my degree and experience useless? Is the fact that I haven’t worked since May stabbing me in the back and the front and desecrating my still warm corpse in the selection process?
Of course just puttering around the internet has revealed a ton of jobs in Toronto that I think I might actually have a shot at getting except we live an hour and a half away and only have one vehicle and I’m not sure how most companies would feel about someone commuting across a border to work. I am Canadian so there wouldn’t be any issue with ability to work there. But that’s not really here nor there in the current scheme of things.
God bless my other half for being an understanding and patient person. He’s said he’s alright with carrying my dead weight around until I can get some employment. I’ve run out of things to watch and have moved on to Midsomer Murders. It’s slowly getting on my nerves and its only the fourth episode. It’s just that the main detective is oh so clever and has to constantly remind his slightly bumbling young partner of how much more clever he is than him. And isn’t it sort of unprofessional to discuss his open investigation with his family over dinner?
I’ve changed the name of this blog because the other, though coming from a humourous moment several years ago, was a bit long. This one is pretty much straight and to the point. I am unemployed and a writer. I like the title of writer. Anyone can call themselves one. One day to hopefully be published but will that day ever come. I can’t say so. Though I did actually write something that didn’t disgust me after I re-read it for mistakes, which there are many. I am always painfully aware of how much I use the comma. Its a punctuation tool that I am subconsciously obsessed with it would appear.
We went to SPOT Coffee in Buffalo recently. Lovely place Elmwood Avenue. Interesting shop. Very much hipster central. I would describe SPOT as pretentious as Starbucks use to be before it essentially became a high-end dunkin donuts. I had a chai so I can’t attest to the quality of the coffee so they could be good or just as awful as starbucks. Though the cinco shake dustin had got was really quite good.
We had a meal at the Blue Fin Asian Bistro right next door. Average prices slighty on the higher side, very nice inside. Sort of a sleek and soft modern mixed with industrial by way of the open ceiling. It was kind of funny that they had a sign on the glass way separating the door from the dining area. I would guess they had a problem of people walking into it. That’s funny. It was essentially the same menu we’ve been seeing at every sushi place in the area. To be fair, you can only have so many options. Though of the places so far, I think I would take the Fuji Grill over the other places. The atmosphere was comfortable and the sushi was good. For once a california roll has appeased him without having too much of one ingredient over the other.
Also personal blog so no comments allowed, if for some god forsaken reason anyone reads this and feels oddly compelled to say something to me there are other ways. Though I doubt that’ll be an issue.
