I almost have another job. I interviewed at Walmart today. Yes, I know. Believe me, I know. But it’s the one right in my hometown and it’s 5 minutes away, and I know it back to front. I’d be working in the automotive dept. as a sales associate, taking inventory and managing paperwork. The guy said he’d start me at 33 hours a week, probably at not much more than minimum wage, but it’s a job. It’ll get me finally moved out of my parents’ house, and before my 40th birthday, which is absolutely one of the goals I had set for myself this year. I won’t be quitting it after 2 days like I did at the warehouse, because I won’t be going 30 feet in the air to lift 50-pound boxes off precarious shelves.
I’m trying, guys. I really, really am.