Some thoughts.

As I meander my way around my apartment to get ready for work this morning, I can't help thinking about how much my job sucks.

Now, I know, everybody's heard me complain about how terrible my job is. And it is. But that's honestly not the only reason it sucks. I can get past that. In all honesty, my boss has gotten a lot better as of late. She actually jokes around with me and didn't blow a gasket when I gave her my list of days I need off for the semester. I have that to look forward to.

I've realized lately that I really can't afford this job anymore. We have no payroll, so nobody is getting great hours. I don't work full-time, so I can't complain that I'm not getting 40 hours. I don't want 40 hours. But I would like to work more than one day a week, which is what I've been getting scheduled for. This isn't the fall. I think my availability states I can work five days a week. People who have been working in my department for a significantly less amount of time than me (I'll have worked at Dick's for two years come March, vom) are getting more hours than me. I just got my bowl trip paycheck, and it was like Christmas.

Not only am I only getting scheduled one day a week, but I get these measly 6-hour shifts. That's not really conducive to making money, especially when you don't even make $8.00 an hour. Yeah. Remember the time I've worked here for almost two years?

I really need to find a new job, but nobody is hiring. It is impossible to find a job anywhere, so I'm trapped. It's really too bad the band office can't afford to have a student assistant this semester, because I would definitely be all over that. But hopefully I'll get to do all the band camp stuff this summer, and continue to work at Dick's, so I can save some money up. I want to live by myself next spring, which means I'll have to pay half of the rent. Working one day a week all spring really isn't going to help me pay half the rent for a semester and a summer.

So to everyone who thought Barack Obama was the second coming of Jesus Christ and was going to fix the economy in a day:

I told you so.