Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Here's the bad news... Jariah and Zion don't actually have jobs. The lady who called Zion was confused or he got confused somehow, but they actually just had interviews. They both went to the interviews and neither one got the job. (Actually, TEP decided not to hire for that particular position at this time, so no one got the job.) They are both now signed up for un-employment and will go to get food stamps tomorrow. This is such a higher standard of living than having to work at Sam's Club and Holiday Inn... I'm so proud of all of our excellent accomplishments since we have arrived in the land of opportunity! It's not for lack of trying, Zion and Jariah have both been looking for a decent job almost every day since we got here, (excepting the time when they were at work all day and night for those 6-7 weeks) with no luck. They have both had some interviews, but that seems to be the favorite thing for companies to do around here, interview but not hire. Well, anyway, the good news is, at least we won't starve, we might melt, but we won't starve.
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that's too bad, sweetheart. I'm sure things will start looking up soon. I know it seems like a long time right now, but after you've been there for a couple years you'll look back and laugh at these early months. Keep your chin up!
Well that's a bummer. Hang in there guys.
Aahhhh, the sweet smell of success... I even miss the karaoke on Saturday nights. =(
Ummmmmm??!! How does one get confused about something like that?
If you get me a nice big log of gummint cheese, I'll pay you 5 bucks for it.
Mmmmmm!! Nothing beats Gummint Cheese!
What?
Is that supposed to be "government cheese"??
I wasn't confused before, but now I definitely am.
Shan
He is talking about Zion getting confused about getting a job or getting an interview.
Yes, he is referring to "government cheese". Years ago there was a program where everyone who was poor could get huge amounts of cheese for free, like you could survive on the cheese alone. You're kinda young to know about that.
If you can pronounce "government" they won't give it to you.
So practice saying "Gummint," because the cheese is really good and they give it to you in five pound bricks.
It's delicious and if you collect enough of it you can build a house.
We weren't really poor, but we sho' nuff weren't too proud to stand in line for that delicious "Gummint" cheese (not sold in stores.) The white people in line were known as "Oakies" no matter where they were from. So to add some flavor you might try saying, ""I'm an Oakie gimme my Gummint cheese."
They also give gummint beans, gummint rice, gummint macaroni, gummint peanut butter and gummint bread, but Gummint Cheese is the best.
Now a days the young 'uns refer to money as "cheddar" so if you get it from the "Gummint" I guess it's "Gummint" cheese.
Hey maybe Zion can just show up to work anyway and start working (Why wait for a formal offer?) Who knows, by the time they find out maybe it'll screw up their paperwork and they'll let him stay, especially if he's wearing that pink shirt.
Ooops, I believe it's "Okies" not "Oakies."
No offense to people who run around barefoot and eat ketchup sandwiches with Wonder bread for lunch.
And sometimes on special occasions like their sister-cousin's birthday, they sprinkle sugar on their ketchup sandwiches.
You get the idea.
rofl Zion, I think Israel's idea might work! Just go on in there and look busy. It's no different than all that time you spent in college when it wasn't really counting. Try it!
Israel
You've said some funny things, but this had to be your best post yet. I am laughing so hard I have tears running down my face. Although, come to think of it, that could be partly due to the fact that the kids have been out there since May and still don't have jobs.
Someone please explain to me about the college thing...
When Zion told me about it I was so angry I couldn't see straight, so I decided not to ask for details.
But now, with the passage of time, maybe someone could enlighten me as to exactly what happened there and what happened to the tuition I paid for.
Israel
LOL. Welcome to "Life with Zion"! Notice I didn't throw a fit when he decided to drag my daughter clear across the country! Just kidding Zion, you know we love you.
He honestly thought he was enrolled in school and kept attending classes and it did take a while for the school to catch on. I don't remember the whole thing, but I remember telling Jeshanah to go into the school and get it straightened out. Then Zion said he could handle it and it seems he never could get it straightened out
In Zion's defense, the lady that called about the job interview actually told him that they HAD the jobs and that they were just going in for drug tests. He even asked her "So, we actually HAVE the jobs?". And she said, yeah. So he got all excited and thought that they FINALLY had a decent job, but really it was just an interview.
About the college thing, don't get me started on it, I'm just now getting over that. (Only because he's currently enrolled and going to school.) That whole deal made me SOOOO mad, because I was the only one working to support us because he kept telling me that he wasn't allowed to work and go to school at the same time according to his big bro Israel. Then he didn't bother to fill out the stupid fasfa form on time so his financial aid didn't go through and if the school doesn't get their money, they don't let your time count for college credit. That whole thing was sooo aggravating because it was his only job and he would skip classes to play video games while I was off at work. What a chump!! Phew, I'm not supposed to talk about this, because it makes me want to bang my head against the wall...
Hmmm, just eating ketchup bread or mustard bread doesn't sound too far apart, does it?
If you don't know what I mean when I say that, don't ask me to explain, because if the college thing makes me want to bang my own head into a wall, the mustard bread makes me thing makes me want to bang numerous other peoples heads into walls, despite how long ago it happened.
Ummm...
I don't recall telling him he couldn't work.
I do recall telling him to get his forms in on time though.
Are you sure he's currently enrolled? Does he know how to fill out financial aid forms yet?
Do you want me to sue TEP for fradulent misrepresentation and or either intentional of negligent infliction of emotional distress.
Because I have been psychologically damaged by this "numbskullian" behavior. Hers or his, I don't know? (is that even a word?)
I have to say that whenever I click on this blog I am filled with a sense of dread lately, which I don't particularly need.
I keep waiting for another shoe to drop so that we can both commence banging our heads against the wall.
I am filled with a sense of dread every time I'm awake lately, which I don't particularly need. We should start a club.
Can I join? (It's a long story.)
I don't know, we'll have to have an official "members only" meeting and hear the story in its entirety so that we may make an informed decision. (This is a very organized club...) I will also need to talk to all members and potential members about the dues associated with membership.....
I awoke this morning feeling refreshed and ready for the day. No dread. So I guess I'm out of the club before I ever got in. Besides, without a job I don't think I can afford the dues.
I'm unemployed and, according to the Allen County Board of Elections, essentially homeless.
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