I Sing The Body Electric

Rejection, rejection, rejection.

I’ve been back home for two days, and this is how I’ve been greeted. Before I left for London, I must have applied for about 10 billion jobs around these parts, hoping for the best. I even went to a few interviews.

Not one positive outcome so far. All I want is a full time job, hell, I don’t even care what the job is, as long as it pays. Is that so much to ask for?

“Unfortunately on this occasion you have not been successful in your application.”

FUCK THIS.