well- i woke up for my zoom interview this morning and i just noticed i got a text message from the employer confirming the interview a minute AFTER the interview was scheduled but i tried to confirm it anyway. didn't work. oh well- if they're really interested in hiring me, they'll offer alternative times to have the zoom meeting. i also managed to schedule another interview at great wolf lodge next week. that's another thing i like about living in this apartment compared to the subsidized shithole in burnsville.. getting interviews HERE is SO MUCH EASIER than in burnsville! i'd rarely even get the opportunity to even get an interview when i was living there. it was like pulling teeth, just to get a damn interview there.
PROOF that no one gives a damn about me is the fact that i don't have my driver's license back again since the accident ALMOST TWENTY FOUR YEARS AGO. amanda acknowledges that no one cares about me, so she's taking advantage of that and neglecting to actually help me be successful. LOOK! ANOTHER REASON WHY I SEE ABSOLUTELY NO REASON TO REMAIN IN THIS STATE WITH ALL THIS "SUPPORT"! *rolls eyes* IF I HAD EMPATHETIC PEOPLE "HELPING" ME- THEY'D REALIZE THIS IS JUST PROOF OF WHY I'M MOVING OUT OF THIS UNOPPORTUNISTIC RACIST-LAME ASS STATE. MAYBE IF I ACTUALLY HAD "SUPPORT" THAT WASN'T JUST WORRIED ABOUT HOW THEY LOOKED WHILE "HELPING" ME- I'D HAVE MORE DONE WITH MY LIFE. MY GRANDMA WAS SO WRONG ABOUT AMANDA. WE'RE NOTHING ALIKE. SHE DOESN'T FEEL IT'S CONVENIENT FOR HER TO "CARE" AND ACTUALLY IMAGINE HOW IT FEELS TO BE IN MY SHOES. WHICH IS EMPATHY FOR YOU IDIOTS WHO LACK IT. i have an in-person interview with some rehabilitation center this afternoon. "i don't see why you want to move to new york! you have everything here!" NONONO.. i don't have support and/or care. JUST BECAUSE YOU HAVE "EVERYTHING" IN MINNESOTA.. DOES NOT MEAN I DO TOO AND YOU'VE DONE NOTHING TO ASSIST ME IN GETTING THINGS IN THIS STATE. "YOU GOT THIS!" A PERSON WITH A TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY AND ABSOLUTELY NO ADVOCACY DOES NOT "GOT THIS!". SO THAT MAKES ME A "VULNERABLE" ADULT THANKS TO YOUR UNCARING, SELFISH ASS. your naive ass just listens to your super kewliez sister-in-law who works at courage kenny when she tells you i have to be a client of that goalless unhelpful excuse of a "rehabilitation" institute. I'VE ALREADY BEEN THERE. HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO HAVE YOUR HAIR STYLIST LICENSE REVOKED AND FORCED TO REDO ALL THE TRAINING AGAIN?! DON'T LIE AND SAY YOU WOULDN'T MIND OR THAT THE SITUATION IS DIFFERENT BECAUSE THAT PROVES YOU CLEARLY HAVE NO CARE OR RESPECT FOR ME BECAUSE MY WALKING VIDEOS USED TO BE ON FACEBOOK TO PROVE I WENT THERE (UNTIL THAT ANUS-ELON MUSKRAT TOOK THEM DOWN). i'm not sure why the fuck anyone is so concerned with what i do with my life. i mind my own business and don't bother anyone.. yet you dicks won't be satisfied until i'm in a fucking wheelchair hauling my ass mindlessly to courage kenny AGAIN. my grandma swore to me that i wouldn't have to attend courage kenny anymore once she was dead because "AMANDA WILL HAVE YOU IN NEW YORK!". i suppose that would probably matter more if amanda ACTUALLY cared about me. she doesn't see any personal benefit in assisting me to succeed at my goals which i've had for at least 25 years. DOESN'T MATTER TO HER! NO ONE (INCLUDING HERSELF) CARES ABOUT STACY ANYWAY! RIGHT AMANDA AND MOM?! and fat amy
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