MacBros' Place

I just can’t seem to catch a break in my life.

Every single time I think that I have a great chance at getting a job that I would really enjoy doing and something that I’m actually certified to do, the door opens up a little bit and as soon as I start to walk through it, it slams in my face.

Yesterday, the fella I applied to yesterday for that Junior Web Developers job e-mailed me back to say, “Sorry. We filled it earlier this week.”

Nice for him to actually let me know right away instead of having me have my hopes up for nothing for a long waiting time.

He did say that he would keep my resume on file, but to me that usually means it will either get filed in the XT-Ras-Sh folder, or will end up buried in the pile of ‘forget about’.

If I just had those phone conversations earlier in the week about the clients e-mail problems, I would probably be writing something completely different right about now.

This is so GD Depressing right now. I really had my hopes up because I thought that I really had a good chance at scoring this job. I finally find something that I’m completely qualified to do and possibility could have helped out in their other departments, like their video, animation, and graphic design areas too.

I was at work when I got his e-mail. As you can imaging just how upset I was getting an e-mail like that, which basically translated to me as, “You are stuck in that dead end hell hole of a job that is sucking the life out of you. Sorry, Life sucks for you dude.”

This might sound harsh, but I really hope the person they hired bombs so bad that they regret they ever hired them and then re-consider me again. It would suck for the person they hired, but I think I had my fair share of riding on the shit river of rotten luck.

As you can imaging, the rest of my week, possibly longer, I will be in a crappy mood and feeling really bummed out. I should paint my face pale, with black lipstick and dark eyes, and black nails, while wearing black cloths and throw on a trench coat to fit in with the Emos. That’s the way I’m feeling at the moment. It so F’n depressing, it really is. You can’t imagine how important it was for me to get that job. It would have been life changing for me.

Well, I’m finished bringing everybody down, I guess I should get ready for work. *sigh* Yea, that thing that I really can’t stand going to.