So here we (I) are (am)

Well crap.

Made it out of college and all school-like buildings and infrastructure and managed to somehow get lost in the middle of some crazy jobless society that demands my re-location to be successfully placed in a position for which I am qualified.

I should be pissed, but I'm not. I haven't been hunting as often or as hard as I probably should have for jobs, er, a career, but I just can't stand that shit. It's like writing a paper was for me in my scholastic career, not so bad when you get into it, but it appears like an impossible task.

I have survived though, and quite well by working once again for a temporary placement service. I get hired to do tough and dangerous jobs that no one else wants to do. It pays decently and affords for me to have moved out of the parents place, at the cost of a social life. 2nd shift hours don't work for everyone else. I started in a steel stamping plant, and was most recently at a sink manufacturing warehouse.

I have tolerated the positions of severe boredom from task repetition through the miracle of an iPod and patience. Tomorrow I will start a job early in the morning in my most hated of geographical locations and still being on a 2nd shift schedule I am worried about waking up at 6 a.m. Oh well.

Here's to ending on a non downer!

w00t!