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May. 11th, 2006 09:33 pmI need a job.
I have been looking for a job.
However, my parents earn too much for me to be a work-study student, which makes it that much harder to get an on-campus job. Not their fault that the cost of living is higher in Denver than it is here, and so are salaries. So I've already been turned down for three jobs here, and one back home.
The scope of work available here for someone with my sensory problems and no car is close to zero. I can't work at a place like the Hub, because with all the background noise I'd never be able to differentiate what people are saying, and I'd screw up too much. Same for any restaurant. That leaves offices and stuff, who want full-time workers. Tattered Cover is moving their Cherry Creek location in June (or maybe early July) so even though I'd love to work there (despite the fact that it'd be tough not to spend my entire salary before earning it), that's out.
I'm going to keep looking when I'm back in Denver, of course: there are a couple of grocery stores nearby both my house and
exor674's, for instance. And now that I'm no longer in high school, the nearest library branch to my house (which is easily bikable, thanks to the bikepath being right there).
It's a shame that so much of the stuff I see advertised on Craigslist specifies "only experienced workers need apply" or not. Being 20 years old with a nothing resume and no reliable transportation that can get me very far (let alone drivers license) is akin to a black mark, I've learned.
What I don't get is why although a lot of the times I don't give up easily, I'm getting so discouraged about this. Even looking at the options I've outlined up there, and knowing that somebody's got to want to hire me, I'm in total "why bother? nobody wants me" mode. I think it might be because I get so insecure about people actually wanting to include me in things, that when I get so unilaterally rejected it stings so much worse.
This has just been a really stressful term, and I'm glad I'm at least done with classes and get to go home in about a week. (No specific flight date yet; we're going standby so it depends on availability.) It's amazing--all the big stuff got thrown at me last year and I took it fine. Now this year there are no huge revelations, but at times I'm barely holding myself together, and fall apart at the smallest things.
I just don't know...
I have been looking for a job.
However, my parents earn too much for me to be a work-study student, which makes it that much harder to get an on-campus job. Not their fault that the cost of living is higher in Denver than it is here, and so are salaries. So I've already been turned down for three jobs here, and one back home.
The scope of work available here for someone with my sensory problems and no car is close to zero. I can't work at a place like the Hub, because with all the background noise I'd never be able to differentiate what people are saying, and I'd screw up too much. Same for any restaurant. That leaves offices and stuff, who want full-time workers. Tattered Cover is moving their Cherry Creek location in June (or maybe early July) so even though I'd love to work there (despite the fact that it'd be tough not to spend my entire salary before earning it), that's out.
I'm going to keep looking when I'm back in Denver, of course: there are a couple of grocery stores nearby both my house and
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It's a shame that so much of the stuff I see advertised on Craigslist specifies "only experienced workers need apply" or not. Being 20 years old with a nothing resume and no reliable transportation that can get me very far (let alone drivers license) is akin to a black mark, I've learned.
What I don't get is why although a lot of the times I don't give up easily, I'm getting so discouraged about this. Even looking at the options I've outlined up there, and knowing that somebody's got to want to hire me, I'm in total "why bother? nobody wants me" mode. I think it might be because I get so insecure about people actually wanting to include me in things, that when I get so unilaterally rejected it stings so much worse.
This has just been a really stressful term, and I'm glad I'm at least done with classes and get to go home in about a week. (No specific flight date yet; we're going standby so it depends on availability.) It's amazing--all the big stuff got thrown at me last year and I took it fine. Now this year there are no huge revelations, but at times I'm barely holding myself together, and fall apart at the smallest things.
I just don't know...