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Last resort, Angst joins the army. What should be his specialty?
54B - Chemical Operations Specialist (hell, if you're going to go, why not go all out) 50%
95B - Military Police (it would ensure me bouncer work for life, pretty much ensuring that I remain a blue collar snob throughout my existance) 0%
11B - Infantryman (hell, why aim any higher) 0%
19K - M1 Armor Crewman (loud noises, and the oppertunity to get taken out by anti-tank missles) 0%
37F - Psychological Operations Specialist (This sounds vaugly evil, not as evil as chemical warfare, but evil none the less) 33%
46Q - Journalist (get a chance to be inside the propoganda machine) 0%
77W - Water Treatment Specialist (hey, it worked for Pauley Shore) 16%

Votes: 6

 Mister Macho Man, Is It True?

 Author:  Topic:  Posted:
Jul 27, 2001

Hope gets flushed and goes swirling.


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Last night, after once again skipping my workout (the illness is still on me, and remains an excuse for my sloth), I headed downtown, to my friend's show at Stubbs. Before stopping in, though, I went to my Club, to have a beer and see what I'd be doing tomorrow.

I got there, and did a little chatting. My manager came by, and I asked his about tonight. He told me he wasn't even sure if they'd need me, that the fire marshall problems are still ongoing. He told me to call him this afternoon, he'd tell me then if I'll be working.

At first, I was relieved. After all, I'd finally have a weekend night to relax. In fact, tonight a group of friends are getting together and having a little event. It'd be the first time I'd been able to attend something like that since April.

Then, this morning, I looked at my account balance. It wasn't a pretty sight. Also, it looks like I won't be able to drop the class I signed up for this semester, meaning that I've got to come up with the $494.04 by the 15th, no matter what. I'm going to see an academic advisor about it today, and perhaps something can be done, but right now I'm not feeling very confident.

The most important thing right now is making sure that I keep my job. That's what's going to pay the rent, and keep a little food on the table. That's also what's going to pay for my classes. If I lose this job, then I'm essentially screwed.

I'm going to have to keep up the job hunt, and I'm going to have to start finding a new second job. perhaps on Monday I'll start asking around and see if Beerland, Atomic Cafe, Stubbs, or Emo's need barbacks. The money won't be as good as it is some nights, but it'll be a lot more consistant.

So, nothing much from me, except wallowing in my own self-pity and general bullshit. I've done nothing productive today, only typing in this drivel and grabbing some mp3s. I need to start doing something, or I feel I'm just going to wither away.

So, step one, I submit this thing, I turn away from my computer. I'll wing it from there.


Bops to LoA (1.00 / 1) (#1)
by SpaceGhoti on Fri Jul 27th, 2001 at 09:36:52 AM PST
Dump the bastards. They're not ethical enough to treat you fairly, let alone keep out of trouble with the fire marshals. Find another place and point out that not only do you have experience barbacking and bartending, but you did it in extremely unfavorable working conditions. Let 'em come to that last conclusion on their own.

A troll's true colors.

darling come here (none / 0) (#2)
by elby on Fri Jul 27th, 2001 at 11:15:55 AM PST
Well if you can't make it with your current job, maybe you need to start seriously looking for something else? It sounds like you've at east got the skills to do a bit better than you're doing now. Why not look outside the school? Although the market is a bit slow, there's still a lot of places, at least around here, that will accomodate a school schedule.

he lives in austin (none / 0) (#3)
by alprazolam on Fri Jul 27th, 2001 at 11:33:47 AM PST
i doubt i have to say anything else


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