and you thought I was a jerk?
yes i have been away for a while. long story. here it goes.went into NYC to take a test for the border patrol last wednesday. it was a LOOOOOONNNGGG day. up at 4:30 to take a train in. took at 5:40 train in that got into penn station around 7:15. a half hour walk to the building by the village to take the test. i take the test and score very well, a 95. now this is where it sucks.
this testing site was considered a "compressed site", meaning several steps were going to be taken care of all in one day. take the test, if you pass you then have a border patrol agent give you an orientation and a big packet of info. you also schedule an oral board review. (an inverview). the agent get lost and never shows up, but we don't find that out until HOURS after we are done taking the test. we had been waiting around with no word of what was happening for 2 1/2 hours. in classroom, listening to ex army assholes tell war stories. miserable. i was losing my mind. eventually we get our scores and they tell us we can leave. thank god i passed, b/c if i had failed and sat around that whole time for nothing i would have killed myself. i'm not even going to get into the test itself, but rest assured it sucked. i had to learn a "made up" language in order to take the test b/c i don't speak spanish. the reason being, they want to know if you'll be able to learn spanish b/c it is neccessary. so prior to taking the test i was studying 4-6 hours a day to get the fake language rules down pat. ugh.
walk half hour back to penn station and take train home. get off the train, drive to the woman's house. luckily she made me taco's b/c i had STILL yet to eat. at this point it's around 6:45pm. we then drive another 35 minutes to a car dealership b/c i am good friends with the finance manager. after 2 hours the woman walks out with a new (used) truck. an explorer. now we both have explorers. how cute (gay). (her's is nicer than mine). damn you. finally get home, shower, get to bed. it's around 11-12. that was wednesday. all in all a very good, very busy day.
thursday. wake up at 5:30am. the gym was supposed to be open at 5. oh shit. i call the owner and tell him i am sick and can't come in. he is not happy. he calls me later that day telling me to take off friday as well b/c the morning members were pissed and wanted to give them the weekend to cool off. see you monday. i go to work monday morning after 45 minutes of sleep b/c i went to the giants/colts sunday night game. when i pull into the parking lot i notice the owners car is there and the gym is already opened. i walk in and he tells me i am fired.
i was fired monday morning.
he didn't call me to tell me, he waited for me to show up to work (as i was told) and then informed me i no longer work there.
i don't have a job.
for the last 2 days i have been scrambling trying to get a job. i've applied to all kinds of things online. i've forward my resume to anyone and everyone. i can't not have a job. i have LOTS OF BILLS. this is not good.
that is why i haven't posted.
i will keep you posted as to what happens next.
things are not well in jerkville. not well at all.

