Hey good people!
Ever heard that saying "If these walls could talk"? Downtown areas are full of stories. If these office buildings could talk.... Lets start with the Surplus van that I've had to contact the FBI about in years past...
Or the people you see on the street who "tried you", but couldn't.
I know that i'm complaining and having flash backs but when you're unemployed, looking and running out of time... the mind tends to wander, emotions begin to flow.
On a more positive side, I ate a southern cobb salad and drank coconut water and my tummy jumped.
Yay salad!
So the skinny is, that I live in a homeless shelter while applying for jobs.
Employers are coming down to see who-in-de-world is homeless and looking for a job like thissss?
I hope that my afro, sweat pants and faded shirt impressed them.
I notice a plethora of new jobs have appeared on everyone's favorite job site indeed.com.
I like them, but no one ever calls back.
the layout is great
the site is easy to use...
but no one ever calls back
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