Two months ago I got a two month contract job. After seven months of crappy freelance jobs, one of which I am still waiting on payment two months later, I had finally found something somewhat permanent. It was a dream job under the guise to transition into permanent employment.....sike! That's right I'm bringing by sike! Or is it syke? Today I was just notified that I would not be needed at the end of my contract. WTF! I even worked un-billable hours at this job in the chance of trying to look like I really cared. So now it is back to door to door.
The reason I think life is overrated is because we are held back by our past life karma! Obviously I used all of mine up in my past life; I was probably Hitler, and my roommate was the founder of Salvation Army. Seriously EVERYTHING goes his way. His life motto is it always works out, and I am the definition of the Murphy's Law. If something bad can happen it will ten fold. Um is that what it's called? Whatever it is it's BAD!
I am now looking forward to working on dad's tree farm back in Ohio, and he make 6 figures while not working more than 15 hours a week from home in an apartment he got at 1/4 of the price on foreclosure with a cute twinky bf that makes him his lunch every day. I have to say that in my next life I better be the next Golden Child, and he better be a flatworm.
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