Man, things are rough right now.
Money is tight with the 'rents, tighter than its ever been. So I decided to move back home to help out. Sure, I enjoyed the freedom of having my own place 5 hours away from home, probably more than I've ever enjoyed anything; but if the family needs me, I'm more than happy to oblige.
The thing is, there are NO jobs in Seattle right now. I've worn my feet out walking all over downtown, turning in resume after resume. I'm honestly not trying to brag, but I do have plenty of even the most basic customer service experience, which means I'm actually overqualified to work at some of the places I've recently applied to. Which makes them not even calling me back for an interview doubly humiliating. Argh.
To add to that, the 'rents aren't making this situation any easier. I am well aware of how stressed out they are right now, and that they're not going to be in the best of moods. But I came all the way out there to help THEM! I'm suffering like this for THEM! Can I get a little aknowledgement, some kind of appreciative gesture? At least can they stop treating me like a damn four year old and see me as more of an adult??
Man, this weather doesn't help either. It's been hot as hell the last couple of weeks, and my body doesn't react well to it; I get migranes and body aches. Though that could be due to stress. Egad.
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