Woes...

You know what I fucking hate right now… the telephone. My current wage-slave is answering phones (among other things) at a completion bond company… it’s god-awful, because I answer maybe 200 incoming calls a day – talk about having every ring of the phone distract and throw-off your concentration. I took this job, because I need steady income as the Writers’ Strike totally derailed my writing career and any opportunities that we starting to come. Not to mention my coke-head manager was throwing sabots into the works!

But now it’s extra worse, because of the flagging economy, I’m behind on my muthafucking bills and the Creditors are calling again. I went through a period back in 2004 and 2005, when I was jobless for about 6 months and had Creditors calling me every single fucking day asking for money.

It’s a point now where I cringe whenever the phone rings – it’s ringing right fucking now – because it’s either assholes at my job calling up looking for my boss or it’s assholes looking for money that I don’t have.

What’s really the shits is I can’t get a new job! I’ve been trying for a new job since last July, and nothing. Only two or three interviews… and that’s it. I guess I can’t really complain because I do have a JOB…