Well the answer my friends is this, inevitably I am about to begin facing the difficulty of employment/housing/money/life decisions back in the good ol' US of A. So naturally, rather than spend the all the time I should job searching and CV updating and all that fun stuff; I usually just get sucked into the black hole of google, staring blankly at the page for 15 minutes before I actually remember what I was supposed to look for, or I wind up on FB looking at my sisters friends cousins boyfriends baby mamas photos...I mean, actually I never creep around on there, right? normal.
So maybe this is just an SOS, from me to you, and let me explain why. If I compiled a list of all the jobs I am seriously considering (have maybe already applied for) you will understand my desperation. This list goes as such:
- Laundry room attendant
- Garden and Grounds Keeper
- Librarian (this was my favorite when I found out a) librarians make BANK and b) you need a masters degree in well, librarian...ism? I know the alphabet, who says that's not good enough?!
- Merry Maids, yes I actually looked.
- on a craigslist posting, "work 2 days a week as a mermaid/fairy/princess" um YES, please. how did they know, that's what I was made to be?
- cafe(teria) attendant, yes my friends.
- Jewish Egg Donor. I may have that Jewish look, you know my frizzy curls and all, but no I am not, and yes I would still consider it.
- African American Moms Needed...wait a second, Ok I got carried away.
Not to mention, this morning I woke up in a stupor, probably the result of drinking too much whiskey apple drinks the night before, but also because I came to this realization....I will be SO cheap/broke when I get to the States, that probably none of you will want to hang out with me, and if you do, I will probably have to meet you on the corner, yes around the corner, from the bar you will all be hanging out at, while I brown bag a 2 dollar Tecate, because I can't afford to pay 10 big ones for a decent beer. The aftermath of spending a year in the subcontinent drinking 600 ml shit beer for 100 rupes, or the equivalent size of three bears for $1.20, you have got to be kidding me. Of all the injustices in the world, surely, the skyrocketing cost of beer in the US is one of them, am I right? hah. But oh how I long for a nice cold New Castle, or Blue Moon with a slice of Orange, or Chimay, or even Stella, or Corona, or Pyramid, or Anchor Steam...seriously, I have thought about it a lot. Like, really a lot.
So, needless to say, this SOS is for anyone who actually reads this, and who might just have a garden that needs weeding (like the time in high school when I weeded my friend Jenna's parents garden, and probably made big bucks back in the day!) a baby that needs sitting, a dog that needs walking, a window that needs to be cleaned, etc. You get the picture, I think. I will probably do most anything for some hard earned cash, because as many of you might think my adventures are crazy, I am already scheming up another one. And yes, I am not even back yet.
Thanks for reading my loyal friends, I know who you are....
btw. I am off for my first trek into the wilderness of Nepal tomorrow. yippeee. So if you don't hear another cry for help from me, in T minus 6 days, report to the US embassy of Kathmandu. Could not be more excited to get out of this smoggy smog filled city and romp through the wild for a few, much needed, days!
LOVE to ALL.
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