Up a creek…………………..


without a paddle.

176 job applications with resumes filed……………….

42 letters/emails of “rejected” (the other 134 didn’t bother to notify me)………………

and 1 (lonely) interview.

That’s about 29 rejects a month. One reject, everyday of the week, for the last 6 1/2 months.

“We regret to inform you, you have exhausted all of your unemployment benefits. You may file a new claim December 14, 2014.”

WTF?????

Yes, I dialed; 1-800-ORU-NUTS.

Ring, ring, ring…………

“Yes, I received a notice on my account my benefits have been exhausted. Please tell me there’s been some kind of mistake.”

“Hold just a moment please, let me check.”

tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock………………….

“Oh no mam, that’s correct; no more funds are available in your account. You can file a new claim December 14, 2014. If any funds are available at that time they’ll be paid out.”

crickets…………………………………………………

“Hello; mam, are you still there?”

Desperately trying to maintain my belligerent anger; as calmly as I could; through clenched teeth, I said, “You’ve got to be kidding me, I need to appeal, that can’t be right. If been working since I was 17 years old. The last 20 years with the same company. I’ve done everything required of me. I have logs, I have letters, and I have emails. All showing I have desperately been trying to get someone just to talk to me! And your gonna tell me I can only get help FOR 6 MONTHS!!!! WHAT AM I SUPPOSE TO DO???? I NEED AN EXTENSION!!!!!”

“There are no more extensions. Your funds are paid out until they are exhausted and then that’s all. Sorry mam, there’s nothing you can do.”

“UNBELIEVABLE!!! HOW AM I SUPPOSE TO PAY MY CAR NOTE??? HOW AM I SUPPOSE TO PAY MY UTILITIES????? HELL, HOW AM I SUPPOSE TO EAT???”

Ok…………this is were I came unglued.

The Texas Workforce Commission representative told me to go sign up for FOOD STAMPS and go to my utility company and get a list of organizations that help pay light bills.

“Excuse me??”

“You can probably get some food stamps.”

crickets……………………..

At no time did she say, “Your local Workforce office can counsel you on opening your own business and help you with applying for a small business loan,” or never did she say, “They can talk with you and help you with a new career plan or additional education.”

Noooooo!!!!

She told me, “Sister, you’re shit outa luck! Go file for some food stamps.”

I don’t want anyone to get me wrong, I’m not dissing the food stamps program. It has helped many and saved many children from going hungry. But it’s also bought and paid for a few underserving individuals Cadillac’s and Suburban’s.

You all know it’s true. I’m just the one saying it. So be it!!

I just can’t believe how jacked-up the system is for honest people.

Before screaming in her ear…….again; I politely hung up on her.

Tonight I broke the eleventh commandment……………………(if you read my blog you know what it is)

For dinner I had Triple Chocolate Cheesecake……………and nothing else.

I ate every damn bite.

I’ll start over tomorrow.

Can you buy chocolate with food stamps???

Locked and Loaded


“for those days when I’m just on the edge……”

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If I open one more piece of mail delivered by the US postal service; from one of my creditors; announcing the excitement of their “new” statement format, that their customers will surely find to improve navigation and reading of our monthly bill………………………………….

AND…………………….BTW…………………………………

to pay for this new format we’re increasing you monthly charge by $10 bucks……………………………..

I’m going to be like a rabid dog and come off the chain!!!!

It was just a few months ago I changed my cable TV package to the lowest rate to help manage my budget since becoming unemployed. 

I have skeleton channels; no movie channels, no sports channels, no news channels, no food channels…………………….

well, you get the picture.

Local channels, CBS, NBC, ABC and FOX.  It works as long as I can get “The Big Bang Theory”, all the “NCIS”, “American Idol” and an occasional Texans football game.  Any extra channels are…………………………………..

well…….extra.

So……………………you increase my monthly bill; did you increase my channels?

Well, of course not.

If I refuse the new statement format, will my monthly rate go back to what it was??

Well, of course not.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!

I know to some of you $10 bucks is not a big deal; you give your 5 year olds more than this for their allowance.

But I received two statements last month announcing “new” formats; my car insurance and my home owners insurance.  Both of which I worked diligently just a few months ago to get the rates lowered, only to have them increased…………………………..

each by $10 bucks.

Whatever happened to increases of $1 and $2 bucks?

It doesn’t sting quite as bad.

Not only have my monthly debts increased by $30 bucks, but my last two unemployment direct deposits were decreased by $10 bucks each.

Did anyone bother to send me an announcement about that??

Uh………..NO!!!

I’m not very good with math, but I can add and subtract and when you add $30 bucks to your monthly expenses and you subtract $20 bucks from your income, I think that’s a $50 bucks deficit and when one is unemployed and trying to make ends meet…………………..

$50 bucks is a lot.

unlocked and unloaded” 

Locked and Loaded


for those days when I’m just on the edge…………………………….

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My patience level these days are the equivalent of, equal to, on the brink of………………………………

ZERO, nada, none……………………..

When ones life is so dependent on the almighty internet, it’s not a good way to start your morning to find your internet won’t connect on your computer.

Not your cellular device…………….

just your computer.

And so it begins………………………………………

Shut down, unplug, restart, spinning, spinning……………….

“page not found, no internet connection”

REPEAT………………………..

and again……………………..

and again…………………….

What next?????  Search for updates……………….

Well, look at that; 9 updates that didn’t automatically install.

WHY???   When all others install automatically.

Don’t you think that those techie gurus at Microsoft are smart enough to push out a “notification” or “alert” (I get them from everywhere else) that says, “Hey, heads up; we’re doing an automatic update that’s gonna jack with your internet connection.  If you want your internet to work, you need to manually install the other 9 updates.  Just a little FYI.”

Wow, how cool would that be!!

“Well yes, I think I will do the updates.  So glad they sent a little notice so I don’t have to rack my brains to figure out why my freakin’ internet won’t work.”

In addition to this notice, they should add a P.S.

“BTW, don’t start pulling your hair out and cussing at the cat until you’ve repeated the following actions 6 or 7 times………

Power on, attempt connection, shut down, reboot……………………..check for more updates……….install……….repeat.”

After 2 hours of total frustration of rebooting, updating, installing and rebooting; I finally have renewed my internet connection and I can start my daily routine.  But now I’m to frustrated to want to.

Don’t get me wrong; I’m sooooo glad I could fix the problem, but a little heads up would be nice.

I’m shutting down, my routine can wait ’til later.

unlocked and unloaded

Locked and Loaded


“for those days when I’m just on the edge…………..”

There are days I feel like a loaded gun, ready to fire, and then…………………..

I explode.

On paper.

I’ve decided to add a new category to my repertoire or arsenal; if you will.   I have previous posts that would fit very comfortably in this category.  I do hope that I don’t contribute to this category daily………………

But today was the day to start.

“Locked and Loaded ~ for those days when I’m just on the edge………”

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When I was 19 I applied for my first job in the corporate world.

I was a small town country girl that uprooted with my young daughter and moved to the big city………………….Houston, Texas.

I told no one.

My mother was beyond shocked.

But that’s a story for a different day.

In those medieval days, you could walk into any company off the street and apply for a job.  Computers were strictly data bases; all other tasks were done on paper.

I walked into a place called The Credit Bureau of Greater Houston and said I wanted to apply for a job.

They handed me a pen and application, I filled it out right then and there, then immediately gave it back.

The receptionist disappeared for about five minutes.  When she returned she ask me to follow her to another room to complete the application process.  She then put me at a desk and gave me a packet telling me to answer all the questions in the packet; don’t leave any blank; shouldn’t take long, they’re multiple choice.

There were 100 questions.

This was all new to me.  I had worked in a jewelry store and a Dairy Queen.  I filled out an application, they said I was hired and I started the next day.  So sitting alone in a room answering a bunch of questions seemed a little strange to me.

Although I was a country girl, I was not stupid.

As I trudged through the questions I realized it was a “personality” test; though they never called it that.

You know the ones.  They ask a few select questions but they word them a hundred different ways; to see how you will answer them.

You know what I mean.

It seemed like it took me forever.

Once I completed it, the receptionist took it and left me in the room; telling me she would return shortly…………………..45 minutes later.

When she returned she took me to another office; this time there was a person in the office.  She introduced herself as Agnes (her last name slips my mind at this moment) and told me I had met the qualifications for the job and she would like to hire me.

This is were the interview started……………………………..but I had already been hired based on my “scores”.

The position was the lowest entry-level position they had; a Credit Extractor.  I sat behind a terminal (in medieval days they weren’t called computers) all day, entering peoples names and social security numbers, extracting credit reports for credit card applications.  Anyone that could remotely type could do the job.

It was an experience I will never forget.  It took more than three hours to complete the application process and I was hired passed on a score.

The plus side to the experience………………….face to face contact and I was hired on the spot.

If I remember correctly, a few years after that, Human Resources could no longer use those “personality” test, claiming it to be discriminating or something.

Well guess what???

They’re baacckk!!!

I’ve made a complete 360 degree turn.

This morning I open my email to start my daily ritual, to find an invitation to apply for a position based on my resume’ the employer had seen on one of those many job sites I’m registered with.  I don’t need to tell you how excited I was, thinking this would be a piece of cake, they already had my resume’ right?

Wrong!!

Same song and dance, only this time, at the very end; before submitting the application, the employer had a “few” questions that were required before I could submit my application…………………………..

95 to be exact!!

You’ve got to be freakin’ kidding me!!  What could they possibly be asking?

Yep……….about six questions in I realized it was a “personality” assessment and upon realizing this I knew if I didn’t score high enough I would not even be considered for an interview, no matter how much I qualified based on my experience.   The whole process took me an hour and a half.

There would be no face to face contact; no emotional connection; no opportunity for a first impression.

Possibly all based on a number.

I suddenly felt 19 again; dazed and confused, applying for that first job.  I wondered; when had those “personality” tests crept back into the work place and taken the place of human contact.

A few keystrokes; a calculation and the computer spits out a numerical determination of a persons possible employment opportunity.

As great as technology is; it has made us a very impersonal world.

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