fuck this job.com

Man I feel like taking a swim in the aquarium again. I'm not sure what to do on my job situation. I haven't really worked for anyone formally for almost 11 months and getting any job in this town is like pulling teeth. Fucking shithead employers want the miracle worker who will show up in a suit and tie (no joke, this one call center wanted that) and sling hash and kiss the CEO's ass for $400 week. Not to mention, it seems like every employer must have an agent of the SS doing the interview. Who do they think they are? I've never seen such smug, stuck up idiots in my life. You expect me to roll around and dance on one foot and kiss your fat radioactive ass for $9/hour? Oh and your co-workers look like they're from Mars...or Uranus.

I've been able to tread water financially by "working' for my dad. Fortunately I don't really have any bills or financial burdens, and since I'm used to living on Third World country wages, it's not a concern for me. But I'm losing my mind! The only good thing about my work is that I can sit on my ass for most of the time so I guess I shouldn't be complaining, but everything else sucks. I'm supposed to be a marketing/office manager/God knows what else to my dad as he's on the road selling chemical. It would be much easier if he wasn't so STUPID! When he calls, I swear all of the Diet Coke he drinks is getting to his head as he drones on about nothing when I'm on the cellphone. Also, he wants to develop more and more of the North Dakota - South Dakota(South Dakotastan) - Great Plains area. For those that don't know this area, it's about as rural as Afghanistan and has a political attitude and economy similar to it. Everyone out here is a hardcore Communist Nazi who goes out of there way to make your life miserable, and I swear ever since this city got larger the whole town seems like it's going to break out into a fist fight, everyone is so stupid and slow. I can understand why the coastal states hate these people so much.

Anyways, my parents are so incompitent as management. They make so many dumbass mistakes that I don't even take them seriously on anything anymore. My dad had the brilliant idea of selling industrial chemicals in a part of the USA that doesn't really have any manufacturing nearby...what a surprise when I hear him whine about how his customers are a bunch of jerks or why he can't sell anything. Combined my parent make around 140K but they work a 160 hour week, so that translates into $16.82 per hour...not good when you consider that my mother is the ICP director of a local hospital and my dad has been selling for as long as I've been alive. (They hammer me to go back to school for this? YOu take the average college grad salary and divide it by the hours you work per week and you'll find that you're making less than you thought.) They're constantly fighting over money and even with a 140K income, they're in debt to the tune of maybe $200,000 or even more. The house we live in is falling apart, the toliets don't flush well, the downstairs has tiles coming out of the floor, the driveway looks like the surface of the moon, lights and the doorbell don't work half the time, the inside has a mix of paint on the walls and bare wood and three different types of wallpaper, and the foundation is tipping. My parents argue every weekend over money and they spend $3000 per month I guess on credit cards! They spend all kinds of money on going out to eat and then they buy crappy food because "it's cheaper". No wonder I'm the smallest in the family.

It gets even better. My parents want to become more tech savvy and they fall on their ass in the process. They have 5 computers in the office but none of them work half the time including a computer back from when i was in MIDDLE SCHOOL 14 YEARS AGO! My TI calculator has more CPU power than that! They made the dumbass move of buying cars that don't work (they bought a Dodge Dakota truck that overheats and is an ergonomic nightmare, a Saturn SC2 coupe that drove like a barge, and a Oldsmoblie Bravada that just screams dill pickle) and we have a fleet of cars, usually 5 - 7, that are a joke. I hope that their next car isn't some CUV yuppie thing, thankfully I have an old Cad I still drive.

I'm not sure what to think of this. $600 per month isn't really that great and in the short time I've been doing this, we really haven't done anything. My boss/parents are so inept that I'm thinking of filing for refugee status in the People's Republic of Minnesota. Thankfully a normal state is right on our border, just 10 miles from Stupid City....

Ugga Bugga!