Some Unhelpful Thoughts

Today I continued my usual bid to get a job. I may have an interview later on this week. Me getting this job rests entirely on my ability to bullshit about my abilities, and distract my potential employer from that fact that I have no experience whatsoever.

But mainly I watched Onion News and giggled to myself.

Anyway, this entry will mainly be on the subject of unhelpful thoughts. I am, I must admit, extremely unhelpful. This is not an intentional thing, I assure you! I try to offer my services to anyone who may need them. But I have the uncanny ability to ask people if they need help at the worst of times. Like when they've just finished a very difficult and finicky job which they indeed could have used my help with. Or when they are doing a job so easy (or indeed so difficult) that theres no way I could help.

So, when, occasionally I can be of help, I am proud. I went to the shop yesterday. On the way out, both my brother and my step mum asked if I could pick something up for them. Now I have very little money, but these two are often more then generous with me, so I strived to do what I could. I managed to stretch my funds to cover all the costs.

I was a hunter/gatherer!

Ok, not quite, but I take my victories where I find them.