||[Apr. 7th, 2015|10:43 pm]
|||||The Pork Chop Express- Big Trouble in Little China, John Carpenter||]|
Livejournal. Good God, I feel like this site hasn't been relevant since 2004. Why do I still even have an account here when everyone's moved on? Do people still even have Livejournals and still even so much as read these anymore? Anyway.. moving on.
I know I haven’t really been posting a lot of my personal life here on Tumblr but that’s because I usually don’t have a lot to say. Well, as it turns out… I now do have something to say. And it’s not necessarily something very pleasant which I want to talk about because.. it is a little embarrassing. And as someone who has no close by friends as they have moved on.. makes my situation a lot harder. So I just need to get this off my chest.
We thought that coming down to Florida to stay with my aunt was going to work out but as it seems.. that may no longer be the case. Infact I would say that Florida may have been the WORST move we have made to date. Not move as in to stay there permanently but… it’s prevented my family looking for jobs up north because they want face to face interviews and training. And because we are down here.. we can’t do that. Getting a plane to Philadelphia just for an interview which doesn’t guarantee us anything is… not practical to say it in the nicest way.
So as it turns out… things just got worse. My aunt who has taken my mother and myself in so we could avoid being on the street has made a decision, right off the bat to move out of the complex, she’s given notice already. I don’t know when she will begin moving but one thing is certain…
We have to go back up North.. Without a plan.
This is something I have been so very afraid of. I don’t know what to do. It’s too expensive to rent a place up north anymore without two incomes. The job market in New Jersey is dry and it doesn’t help that it’s a very discriminatory market up north as well. The only positives about this are that we will be able to do face to face interviews, and able to go said training.
But what’s the guarantee?
Mom hasn’t had a steady job since maybe… 2010, when a co-worker had screwed her out of her job. A person whom she had trained, some Indian woman named Shami. This woman had back stabbed my Mom and cost her a good, high paying job.
As for me.. the only jobs I’ve been able to get are odd jobs and retail jobs. Jobs which society doesn’t consider as “real” jobs. I’ve only been able to get part time work as a costumed marketer, or a floor attendee at a Limited Express.. That was five years ago. Haven’t been able to find work since.
Florida is even WORSE. Unlike in Jersey where everything is in walking distance, everything is spread out and only in driving distance. The only job I was able to apply for was at a local Target Mom and I both applied for.. Having more retail work, I should’ve been considered but.. I wasn’t.. Yet somehow they pick Mom but give her ungodly hours and severe underpay..
It seems… We may have only delayed the inevitable. We have to go back up north.. and I don’t know where we can go from here..