Walked my dog this morning at 7:00 and it was already over 90 degrees with high humidity. It feels like an oven, with no air moving and even the shade trees don’t help much. I can’t stand it when the weather gets like this. It sucks all the energy and motivation right out of you and makes me want to hide in a basement, where it’s cool and quiet, until the sun goes down and we get some relief.
Second Chance? Naw.
Here it is Sunday again and I am still looking for a new job.
We drove by the Walgreens drug store and they have a digital sign that says they are offering a special price on the Sunday Tennessean newspaper for only 99 cents.
My thought was that 99 cents if probably worth it for the money savings coupons that often come in the Sunday paper, plus I was hoping that there might be some help wanted ads in there this week.
So we stopped at the Walgreens to buy a few drug store things and I looked at the Sunday newspapers stacked up by the check out counter. I flipped through the sections to see if the help wanted classified had more than just a page or two of listings. Unfortunately, they only have 2 pages of ads – most of them for nurses or medical things. So I didn’t buy the paper – even at 99 cents.
I wonder how much longer the Tennessean newspaper will be able to stay in business? The newspaper gets smaller and smaller, even though they raised the price a few months ago. There’s just nothing in the newspaper that I want to read that I can’t find on the internet for free, so why spend the money?
If it wasn’t for stuffing moving moving boxes and lining bird cage bottoms, would anyone really need a newspaper anymore?
Try It – You’ll Like It
When someone tries to get me to taste a new food or new drink, I am always skeptical when they say, “Try it – you’ll like it!” I did try the new Mountain Dew Voltage today because my husband promised that I would like it.
My older brothers use to trick me into eating the weirdest stuff, like worms, by taking advantage of my trust and innocence by telling me that. Then, after I taste it and realize how awful it was, they would laugh at me and tell everyone how stupid I was.
After a couple of those betrayals, I realized that boys cannot be trusted and now, 20 years later, I still feel that way. I especially don’t trust any of my brothers and I don’t even trust my husband much. But he didn’t let me down on the Mountain Dew. It really did taste good.
No Classifieds
When we bought the Sunday newspaper, The Tennessean, a big part of why I bought it at the drug store was because I am out of work and wanted to read the classifieds section to try to find a job. Well, there were no classifieds. WTF?
A couple of years ago when I was looking for a job, the Sunday newspaper had a huge section of classifieds for “help wanted.” Sometimes it was so big that it ran over into a second section.
In today’s newspaper, the help wanted ads took up only two and a half pages. If it wasn’t for the big display ads that the hospitals are running, the actual help wanted ads would not even take up half a page.
No wonder the Tennessean newspaper is going bankrupt.
Banks Suck
The problem with banks is that they don’t lend money to people when they need it. They lend money to people who have to prove that they DON’T need it.
I’m out of work and I need money. But just try to get a loan from any bank without a job. Good luck with that.
A good bank would know that I’m a good person and will be working again soon. A long term relationship with me as a customer should count for something. A good bank would make enough money available to me as a short term loan to pay my mortgage and utility bills for a few months, trusting me to pay them back when the paychecks start again. Good luck with that.