I went to two interviews today. How proud my parents were to see their little boy all dressed up heading to a professional interview. For a moment I actually was proud. Of course, as usual, that feeling soon turned to apathetic disgust. It turns out that both jobs were simply fronts for a door-door scam that requires 60 hour work weeks and fully commissioned based income. Basically unless you hold a knife to the potential clients throat, and/or threaten to rape their grandparents, you will make jack squat. I was beginning to day dream about having a career, moving into a non-wheel based home, and having an overall great life. But I will be damned if the bitter cold of reality didn't hit me square in the nuts. Needless to say today was a wash.

everyone has work success

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