Life, Universe and Everything
This could easily be considered a “poor me” post, so keep that in mind should you continue to read. In fact, I wouldn’t continue to read. I would go elsewhere. This is going to be mindlessly dull.
Gone yet? Nope? Ok, I’ll wait.
Still there? You asked for it.
It’s no big surprise that the country is going to hell in a handbasket. The greedy folks in charge of financial companies of our country have run us into the ground. The job market is non-existant. A potential VP thinks that sharing a border with Canada and airspace with Russia makes her qualified to help run the damn country. Worst of all – our president is one of those greedy f***ers, and who desperately needs a new speech writer. Jon Stewart noticed it. Can you?
All I know is, I’m terrified. I’ve worked in the radio industry in either promotions or sales for nearly 5 years and looking at all of the jobs available, I don’t feel I’m qualified for any of them. I have relatives my age or a little older that appear doing just fine with the same or less education. What did I do wrong? At what point did I vear off the path? I wanted to work in the music industry and I wanted to work promotions. Now I’d kill to work for an interactive media company or for someone in the gaming community. It’d be nice to finally feel like I belong somewhere. A place where a working knowledge of comics, music, video games, and movies was more of an asset than odd quirk. And now, with the market seemingly in shabbles, I don’t know what to do. I thought more education would help, but I don’t have the experience necessary to get a challenging position. What if I go through racking up all this debt, moved away from all my friends and family, sacrificed time, energy and time with my girlfriend for nothing. All of this could be for nothing. That thought alone chills me. Add the fact that I may not be able to better my life after all this, I feel like my chest will cave in.
Plus, I keep having a Spaceballs kind of day. You know, “I knew it, I’m surrounded by assholes!”
So if you made it this far, I’d like to point out this is no pity party. This is real life. Our world is falling apart and the people who can afford to fix it are the ones doing all the damage.
I’ve been working on a Watchmen post, and another on the current RIAA situation, so we’ll get back to our regularly scheduled programming soon. Just felt the channel Lewis Black and say “HOLY FUCK!!! WE’RE FUCKED!!” I’m going for my spoon. Package or no package, I recommend you find one of your own.
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