Woe...woe is me...

[fredericks]

/Homer impression.

Still jobless. Gradually becoming more and more broke. I want to work in psychology, but no research facilities are calling me. All I'm getting is the occasional ring back from investment banking facilities looking for indentured servants. At this point I'm willing to do anything though. So this place rings this morning, and my mom (considerate being that she is) wakes me up to take the call. Mind you, it's 9 AM and I went to bed at 2:30ish. I also took two Sominex with the wish that I'd sleep through the morning shouting match between my folks and my brothers (between waking them up, making sure they have money, signing exams, and hustling them out of the house something ALWAYS comes up so that I'm awoken by raised, angry voices) and wake up oh...around 2PM (ah, the life of the unemployed). So I'm groggy AND under the influence of drugs when I put the receiver to my ear. Nice first impression.

Turns out the company is in Great Neck and they were "intrigued by [my] managerial experience". Okay, here's the crux of my problem: I want to work in research. I want to work in a lab while wearing a snazzy labcoat, and schmooze with people with Ph.D.'s and M.D.'s at the end of their names with the hopes that I can join their ranks myself one day. But I have no lab experience outside of Bio 20 (where I dealt with sea anemone and pig, chicken, and cow fetuses) and PY 120 (where I dealt with rats - my partner and I named ours "Cletus", btw, after the Slack-Jawed Yokel; Cletus had the hardest time mastering the lever press). That's it. Oh, I've done extensive paper research (HELLO, PY 199 - which I STILL don't have a grade for), and I've been in a lab before (during my stint doing a Westinghouse Intel Project in HS I stayed in a immunology/HIV research lab and occasionally donated blood for money! good times!) but the first thing doesn't really help you separate cells, and I left the lab not under the best of terms (that was back when I didn't realize how important networking was: I actually left with keys to one of the lab rooms and have yet to return it - 6 years and counting). I want to work in a lab, but all my resume says is "Supervisor/Supervisor/Counselor etc etc" . I know, it's a ridiculous problem, but it's just hampering me at the moment.

Where was I? Right. So this guy is speaking to me about working as a manager for some investment company I've never heard of, but with main HQ out in Great Neck. That in and of itself should have set off warning bells in my head since I'm in Queens and I can't drive, but I have no head for NY geography, I've become jaded by public transportation use, and, remember, I am groggy and under the influence. I ask him what buses/trains ran out that way and (get this) he laughs at me. Not a good sign. Turns out the job involves running back and forth between job sites in Greak Neck, Whitestone, and New Jersey and so it'd be essential that I have a car. And know how to drive it. Which I don't. And I wouldn't. Rather than spilling those goods, I tell the guy I have an interview tomorrow (which I don't) and that I can meet with him on Friday (which I'm planning not to). I mean, I know it'll be good interview experience, but I'll just be wasting both of our time if I go there with no intention of working. And not being able to drive. *sigh*

So I'm still unemployed. Still getting more and more broke. And Columbia is never going to call me back. Damn it all to hell.

Well, at least I can play Kingdom Hearts and drown my misery in chai.

D'oh.