walking the sun damaged streets of the ghetto, rubber of your shoes sticky on the once gray pavement now stained with the scum of the ages, stench of street life wafting out the alley ways assaulting your senses, sound of oppression ringing in your ear echoing off the walls howling at you from every direction North South East and West, and all you know is your standing here aware that if you don't start moving you'll likely be there all day, but when they ask, all's you know, is you don't know nothing.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Returned but not Rewound
Hello Internet, I'm fucking back baby.
Job searches are amazing when done properly, a good start is walking and not driving, Also be sure to ignore all conveniences, such as resume posting website and Internet classifieds etc... .
Not that those methods should not be applied, just avoided.
I walked a busy downtown street and entered every tourist trap restaurant and every well kept bar. I rode every open to the public office building elevator and chatted with as many neatly groomed receptionists as I could coheirs into humoring me.
A good crash course on social interactions and human behaviral patterns. The way the goattied hosts in the fitted shirts and expensive slacks at restaurants will always be quick with a business card or an application form so as to get you out the way and make room for patrons, but the immaculately dressed candy eyed girls with the premeditatedly well exposed cleavage give you the fake smiles and phony overly accommodating voice walk away from their post to ask someone else who knows what only to come back several minutes later with either no information or an explanation about how someone else had to tell them the paper work they are looking for is right in front of them.
Job searches are amazing when done properly, a good start is walking and not driving, Also be sure to ignore all conveniences, such as resume posting website and Internet classifieds etc... .
Not that those methods should not be applied, just avoided.
I walked a busy downtown street and entered every tourist trap restaurant and every well kept bar. I rode every open to the public office building elevator and chatted with as many neatly groomed receptionists as I could coheirs into humoring me.
A good crash course on social interactions and human behaviral patterns. The way the goattied hosts in the fitted shirts and expensive slacks at restaurants will always be quick with a business card or an application form so as to get you out the way and make room for patrons, but the immaculately dressed candy eyed girls with the premeditatedly well exposed cleavage give you the fake smiles and phony overly accommodating voice walk away from their post to ask someone else who knows what only to come back several minutes later with either no information or an explanation about how someone else had to tell them the paper work they are looking for is right in front of them.
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