Good Ole Days

I miss the days I used to spend with just one or two close friends, giving each other our undivided attention. We would just hang out at a diner and talk about everything. Hopes, fears, dreams, "life, liberty, and the pursuit." That was always enough. All we needed was a cup of what the diner called coffee and the stories just flowed. The only reason anyone even looked at a phone was to check the time.

It's a bit different now. Face to face conversations have taken a backseat to all of the social websites, apps, and even texting. It is really depressing. There aren't many conversations that I can remember lately that haven't been interrupted because a text message or Facebooking just couldn't wait for some people. There are even conversations that have been completely dropped because of a status update. Why can't we find the ability to finish a thought without these useless interruptions?

I was just thinking about all the things I miss about life before "smartphones," so here are a few of the major ones:

I miss when I knew everything that was going on in my friends' lives. And not just because I read it in a status update, but because they confided in me.

I miss feeling like I'm more interesting than an inanimate object.

I miss when I didn't need this blog to get things off my mind.

I wonder what would happen if we all tried to go even one day without even looking at our phones and just enjoyed the company of the people that put the effort into actually being a part of our lives.

Retraction

Well, I was stressed out all day yesterday for absolutely no reason. I got a call today and found out that the position in Lincoln Park is filled, but it sounds like I'm being offered the job in Ypsi.

So, yay! And sorry about last nights post.

Waste

I'm going to warn you ahead of time, this is just going to be a depressing rant because I need to vent. So, to anyone that happens to be scrolling through out of boredom, I suggest you just skip this one. To those that happen to care enough to suffer through it, I'm sorry for bringing your mood down and thanks.

The job market has really been killing me lately. I had an interview yesterday and was expecting a "qualification call" today (not exactly sure what that is, but I think it's kind of a second interview over the phone). However, the call never came. I probably should have just given in and called them instead of waiting around like a fool and I've already decided to call tomorrow to see what the deal is, but I just kind of feel like they would procrastinate on calling me if. There is even a slight chance that I would be considered for the position.

Art Van at least sent me an email as a follow up to my application letting me know that they were going after more qualified candidates. So, thanks,I guess, for giving me a heads up that I don't seem qualified enough to even get an interview for a position similar to the job that I've been doing for 4 years now. It's great to know that only scam jobs that would make me forfeit pretty much all of my moral code in order to make any money seem to think that I am worth anything outside of a minimum wage job at Target.

I'm just mad at myself right now. I'm mad that I wasted all that time and money at college for a piece of paper that no one in the real world cares about. I'm mad that I was foolish enough to be seduced by false promise of a decent job and left a job in which I was secure. I'm mad that everyone around me seems to be doing something worth while in their lives while I just stayed behind.

I'm going to go to bed and hope that my mood improves tomorrow. I'm not praying for an awesome job or a ton of money. I just want to know that I'm worth something.