It’s that time of year where the start of a new school year is on the horizon, and shops everywhere have got in a ridiculous amount of new stock, boxes full of pens, pencils, books to write in, books to draw in and whatever else you need for school because now is the time where Adam Sandler, that guy who I think I hate but I don’t even know if I do because he has some funny movies says ‘back to school’ in one of his movies that I actually like. Of course it is that time for everyone else, except for me, and I guess except for everyone else who has finished school or doesn’t go to school anymore, pretty sure I am not the only one, like, in the world who doesn’t have school. For me though, it is the start of something that I would like to call endless freedom, but in fact has a new name, and that name goes something like looking for work.
I said that I would start to look for a new job at the start of the year, I said that I just wanted to party until New Years and starting January first I would get off this chair that I am sitting on right now and get up, hand out some resumes and hopefully get a call back for some amazingly easy slash well paying job. None of this has happened yet; I have spent the last half of this month doing nothing, just playing Xbox, having good times and just yeah, writing this I guess. The thing I don’t know is, I don’t know where to start looking for a job, because I don’t know where I want to work. Whenever anyone asks me where I want to work I just reply with ‘yeah anything, I just want money’ but this really isn’t the case. I would hate to work at McDonalds or Hungry Jacks or something, I mean I have never worked there before, so it’s not like I know how bad it is and I don’t want to work there but I just don’t want to.
If I were to get a job at like, JB Hi Fi or EB Games or something, fuck me would I be happy. Honestly though, I am not really fussed at all where I work, I would just hate to work somewhere that I didn’t feel like I was doing anything, as weird as that sounds. I used to work at Mitre 10; back a few years ago, I think it was like in year ten actually. I stocked shelves Wednesday nights and I just felt like I wasn’t doing anything. I mean I had only just started but I felt like I was slowing down the shelve stacking progress of the people around me, asking where to put every single item that I picked up from the pile of things that needed to be stacked. I got nothing out of working there, I was working there for like a month, working one day a week, I ended up making like one hundred and seventy six dollars before I quit. The reason I quit was because school was getting in the way and I couldn’t get all my work done, well that’s what I told the boss when I rang up. The actual reason I quit was because I wasn’t doing anything, and I just thought it would be awkward if I stayed there for longer, not doing anything, because I think that after a while of not doing anything they would have realised that I wasn’t doing anything and yeah, they would just think that I was fucking retarded.
Looking back on the whole Mitre 10 thing though, quitting that job was one of the most stupid things I ever did. I mean I was working there for like a month; I could have stayed and surely learnt where things go, and yeah, get good at it. Then I would have had that feeling of doing something that my heart for some reason desired and then I would have stayed there and maybe today I would have a job still, who knows? Everyone around me is either looking for work, working, going to uni or going to TAFE, besides the odd few that are just doing what I am doing; nothing, I feel like I should be doing something with my life. There are parties coming up that I don’t want to miss, but if I don’t have any money then I might as well miss them because it will just be shit without my good friend; alcohol. I think that starting tomorrow, not today because it is too late already, but starting tomorrow I will go out in the world, handing out my resume to every single place in the world, and hopefully, I’ll get a bloody job.
PS. Good luck to my best friend Meb who has a trail tomorrow at Cafe Luna Rosso tomorrow, don't be nervous; it's only two hours of cafe-ing. Love you. Xx
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