Every Day For The Rest Of Your Life

I've got an interview tomorrow with this Katie person about this giving away Camels job. It sounds very promising and hopefully shortly thereafter, I can leave the 'Ridge and replace it with a real day-time job. I really want a nice 95MF job. Why the fuck do I always get stuck with retail. Fuck retail. Maybe I've been looking in the wrong places. Maybe that's all I think I can do. That's where all my experience has been. It really sucks the big balls to work with bitching people all day long. Somehow, there's thousands of careers out there and retail is the only one that keeps licking my ass. I need to get a copy of the Writer's Market and start submitting stuff. I don't want to put up with John Kerry supporters the rest of my life. I hate saying "have a nice day". I don't fucking mean that shit when I say it. I'm really a mean mean person deep down, and being nice all the time just suppresses my true personality. Not that I'm mean to everyone all the time. It's just that I really don't like a lot of people. And when I am forced by my need for money to be nice to them, it's a real taxing of my personality. I need to be able to say what I want. All the time, or most of the time. I want to tell people I don't know to go fuck themselves.