The job search might be the single most soul-crushing and existence sapping experience I know. Being possessed of a somewhat... specialized skillset and no desire to perform duties unrelated to those skills, my work opportunities are painfully limited. I know that my current mood would only deepen further and further under the saddle of employ in the field of fry cookery or shelf stocking or customer service punching bag, so for as long as I can humanly avoid activities such as that, I will continue to fight.
Today I was informed I would not be receiving a position I was very excited about. It was close to home, it was enough hours to support myself, I had a chance to sublet an apartment with some excellent people, and most of all it was in my field. It's not to be. I don't know how to express the disappointment that comes with news like that, the sheer pointless patina that everything adopts in that sort of light.
So now what do I do? Continue sending out resumes I guess. Hope that weird interview I had turns into a summer stock at least. Who the hell knows what I'll do for that fall, or until may. What if I don't get a summer job? I'm so tired of wasting all of my time.
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