It has not been a good day

I started the day just fine. I had slept well. I did some laundry. My hair did what I told it to do. Great.

I had agreed to meet a friend at a local coffee shop. I was actually quite excited about getting together and seeing where things went with this person. I am not saying that it was a date, sort of a pre-date, if you will and seeing as how I've not dated much at all, it was nice to start the process. I got there at 3, as we had agreed and I waited, waited and waited.

It was not a good time. At 3:15 I called. No answer. So I left a message. I called again at 3:45 to say that I was heading home and could be reached via email. It was a little embarrassing really. I got there and the guy at the counter asked if he could get me anything to which I responded "No. I'm actually meeting someone so I think I'll wait." Yeah. I got stood up. Sure people get busy, but really? I called. I texted. Nothing.

I came home to see an email. "Sorry, busy, can;t make it." Whatever. I don't feel like bothering to reschedule.

So I drove out to the pawn shop because, as I have said before, I am running low on funds. I had two watches and a pin to sell. I was NOT pleased when the guy behind the counter told me that it was worth nothing. He seemed to enjoy saying it. I know he was just trying to be nice. Whatever. This was after driving around for ten minutes trying to find parking near Main Street in Danbury which is a MAJOR pain in the butt. I hate going downtown alone. Actually no. I hate going downtown without a man. If I go downtown alone or with a female friend I get whistles, cat-calls and other forms of "Hey Baby. How you doing girl?" I hate it. Why is it acceptable to do that? "Men will be men" is not a good enough reason for me. Thanks. It's ok because they're men? I don't think so.

I came home and started the job hunt all over again. The interview I had on Wednesday was not what I thought it would be. The advertisement was very misleading and I am really irritated by the entire experience. I sat down at the computer and did some searches. I've taken to ignoring the classified section because the only jobs listed are ones to which I have already applied, am under/over qualified for or simply am not interested in. I know that I can't really afford to picky but I am not working in an animal hospital with my allergies and total disdain for sick, smelly animals. Yuck. No thanks.

I called four stores in five minutes. What is it with people? Does everyone close at 5pm on Fridays? NO ONE answered the phone. No one except one woman who told me that not only were they not hiring, they weren't accepting resumes. I am a little mad right now.

I just ate some tuna salad for the third time in two days. I'm not eating it because I love it so much but rather, because it is all there is to eat in the house. I'm getting tired of it. I'm actually getting tired. This does not make sense to me. I have, after all, had nothing but coffee and protein rich tuna today. I should not feel so tired, weak and shaky. Whatever. I'll pop a multi-vitamin later.

Now I have to drive to the Mall and apply at MORE retail stores. I don't want to work in the mall. I hate retail. I hate that I can't get hired to do it more. Why hire me? I'm a college-educated and experienced woman. Retailers can pay a high school student half of what I would require and deserve. Easily.

Tomorrow I drive out to the post office to mail a package I can't afford to mail and then it's off to work to make enough money that I'll break even on Monday. I can't stand it. I really can't.

I just want to be gainfully employed. Is that so much to ask? I don't even care that I'm single and hating it. I can't afford to date right now anyway, no matter how perfect the girl may be.

I should go lie down.