"Thank Uncle Suckah!" -Boston

The unemployment train is just kicking along at a nice, steady pace. i've been on this train so long I'm beginning to think I should have invested in a sleeper car. Instead I got myself some food stamps. It's going to taste so much better now that the government is paying for it. 'Ask not what you can do for your country, but what your country can do for you.'
I recently had an interview at a place that will remain nameless but for the sake of this blog we can call it "Barrys Espresso." It was a snowy morning in late February, I believe it was a Wednsday. I had just hurried my wee ass across town to make it on time (or rather 8 minutes early.) Barry came out of hiding, shook my hand and sat down. I reached in my purse to pull out my resume, he took another look and said ' so it looks like you've done this kind of work before. Has your disability ever been a problem for you?' I answered honestly 'i'm a little slow at first but anyone who's training at a new job would have this same problem.' 'I'm sorry, it's nothing personal, but this isn't going to work.' He said. I couldn't say anything because my brain started vibrating with rage. He might as well have said 'my name is Barry and i hate women, black people, jews, gays and above all the....you know....fumbly wumblies. ' So I ask my four readers in the greater lane county area to please avoid spending money at Barrys Espresso. I mean 'Barrys Espresso.' And if you should get the urge to throw a brick through his window I will not object. But please do not mention my name in connection with that incedent. Thankyou for your time.