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my name is not susan.

i hate when i’m compared to someone in their past.
they always make them out to be this angel that came down to earth,
but could never explain why that angel bounced out of their lives.
legit like this:

sidebar: i love this scene.
some shit i’d do.
future wolf:
don’t ever make that mistake.
your exes are banished.

at these jobs out here,
they always like to talk about the person you replaced.
well it happened at my job today

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abuse me, job daddy

 

getting a job is hard enough as it is.
it’s all unnecessary stress,
really.

a resume has to have “certain keywords” in order to be picked
looking for a job is like a full-time job
you may have to go through 5 interviews plus a speed round

after 2 years of interviewing,
you finally land on a job that hopefully pays well.
it’s not until after the initial training honeymoon phase…

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White Folks Are The Cosign We Need To Advance Our Careers?

life is all about the “cosign”.
imagine how easy you’ll have it if you get a cosign from oprah?
that would be like winning the lottery out here..
sadly,
oprah is busy and we have to find our cosigns through another way.
it led me to wonder…

Do we need a white cosign to get us to the next level?

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I Got Turned Down Twice Today

i’ve had it.
i’ve simply had it.

so i wanted to keep this under wraps until it came through.
i was so excited about it,
but i wanted to chill until it was set in stone.
2 weeks ago,
i had a big interview with a big sports agency.
it would have been working close with the new yawk sports teams.
you guessed it?…

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Posted in A LIL TASTE OF JAMARI ITS A BIRD! ITS A PLANE!... NO ITS JUST RATCHET

The Promised Jobs On Dead End Street

tumblr_m0a020A3E71qdpkl5o1_500i guess we can stay in theme.
so i got a email about a job on friday for today.
it was from the vixen i know who works at an agency.
filing,
but it paid well beyond what i was use too…
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Possible Side Effects On Wednesday: Drowsiness, Frustration, and Sour Stomach.

tumblr_mr8hiftLcU1qzjbrao1_400sitting here,
doing over my resume and looking at all these jobs ive had,
i’m completely over it.
the thought of working for another bullshit ass company again makes me absolutely sick.
thinking back to my old job and being a slave…
i’m not with it.
i do need to find something tho,
but i want to work doing something i love.
doing retail or a desk job at a company not associated with entertainment?
no thanks.
i’m sure that sounds stupid.
you may look at me like i’m crazy.
i’m looking at myself like scorned.
there must be another way.
i want to put ads on my site,
but i don’t want to promote porn.
i’m not trying to have ads for puppy chow or ebt cards.
i reached out to andrew christian for underwear ads,
but they aren’t doing direct advertisement at this time.
only affiliates.
i dunno why this can’t be easier.
i feel stuck at a cross roads like my car broke down so now i gotta walk.
god seems to have this prayer on hold or something.
i hate not knowing what to do.
jesus be a blessing,
a sponsor,
or a pit bull of an agent.

something.
i’m kinda frustrated today,
but i still hold on to hope.
is that crazy?