Two hours into my shift cashiering I realized I wasn't going to be able to make it for the full eight. Without being able to read, the boredom was so severe, I was seriously just mulling over how stupid it was and becoming increasingly more pissed off. So I just decided to ask to leave early. And I did.
Since I had the day free I ran the errands necessary to get my passport application sent off so maybe if I can't find anything here in the next few months, I can start looking overseas. Though, some preliminary searches I did were not very promising and kind of depressed me. I don't understand where I need to be or what I need to be doing to be happy. Ideally I would be doing something arty but nothing in my job experience qualifies me for those positions and then the experience I do have doesn't seem to lead to anything but the same thing I am already doing.
Then there is the annoyance of getting no feedback from the heaps of places I have applied, quite a few I am actually qualified to fill. So maybe I need to change the format to my resume or start to focus on cover letters. It is discouraging.
Since I had the day free I ran the errands necessary to get my passport application sent off so maybe if I can't find anything here in the next few months, I can start looking overseas. Though, some preliminary searches I did were not very promising and kind of depressed me. I don't understand where I need to be or what I need to be doing to be happy. Ideally I would be doing something arty but nothing in my job experience qualifies me for those positions and then the experience I do have doesn't seem to lead to anything but the same thing I am already doing.
Then there is the annoyance of getting no feedback from the heaps of places I have applied, quite a few I am actually qualified to fill. So maybe I need to change the format to my resume or start to focus on cover letters. It is discouraging.
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