I am so sick of being sick of who I am.
like, omg, true story.
I was test riding one of the rides at work today, and during the launch, I see flash before my eyes a black streak, I felt something smash into my arm, and then it disappeared…
I get back to the ground, and knowing I had hit it, I said that I thought I hit a bird…one of the other workers said. “Oh, so that’s where the dead bird came from…”
I legit hit a bird on a ride…and I killed it. #noshame
So I have to be up for work in 5 hours, but I’ve spent the last 3 hours applying to job after job, because in 5 days our season will be over and I will only be working weekends, so I need to get a weekday job again.
I’ve applied to about 10 different jobs now, and I’ve only heard back on 1, and it was that they filled the spot already (like 1 day after I applied). Tonight I applied for 4 different jobs, and took assessments for all of them. It was a lot of work.
Now that I’ve done all that, I’m not even sleepy, and I want to keep applying for jobs, but I haven’t found any others that meet my requirement to be full-time (I can’t afford a part time job, I have way too many bills and credit card payments for that).
Wish me luck. These next few days are going to filled with many more applications *hopefully*.