Not for the weak of mind and spirit...

Here's the Blunder of the Day! Courtesy of not paying attention: Today I went to Books-A-Million to learn about their employment policies. I told the man that looked like a manager, and he seemed a little confused when I asked him about an opening. I enthusiastically told him about the ad I saw on the website www.washingtoncitypaper.com . He still looked at me like I was a nutter. He told me that they have online applications. After feeling a little weird about the exchange, I said my thanks and milled around the journal section of the store. I couldn't stay in there long because my mother parked on the side because we were also picking my grandmother up from dialysis which happened to be behind the store.

It dawned on me that I went to the wrong store! The ad was for Olsson's Books and Music, south of Dupont Circle. Doh!

.....if I was able to fully articulate my feelings about someone or something. That's part of the reason why my writing journal is about to be filled with quotes from books as well as a few passages from me whenever it strikes my fancy. "Strikes my fancy" is one of the funniest expressions ever. How does one "strike" their "fancy. Whenever I think of that phrase, I think of someone hitting a gong. (This random moment has been brought to you by the letter "R".

While I was cruising through the classifieds. there was an interesting ad in the Washington City Paper's employment section. Here goes the ad: 

"The Association of Alternative Newsweeklies (AAN.org) is looking forward for a reliable, detail-oriented person tow work 5hrs/week. No computer experience or skills required. Hours flexible, but you must be able to work a single 5-hour shift, Monday - Friday from 9am to 6pm. If interested, shoot an e-mail to ........"

I don't know what to make of this since I am new to anything other than food service, a short stint at a campus bookstore, and working the front desk in the dorms during Summer 2004. Even though the hours seem short, I need a job to get used to going out in public again. I don't have agoraphobia, but if you exclude the trip to the library a couple of days ago, I haven't been out of the house for weeks. The first time I left the house in 2006 was on the shopping expedition.

Anyway, it's hard to explain, but for some reason, I can't keep a job for more than six months. It's like a breakdown because the pretending to be a certain way winds me down. First the job has a novelty quality to it, then it starts to drain me. Especially when I have to deal with people all the time. Weird me, I guess. I wish I had some great anime right now.

Peace!