I really should be actively jobhunting rather than blogging, especially since I am after all at the public library, but I am fighting a sense of hopeless fatigue. And I'm not tired, per se. In fact, I haven't done much of anything the last few days except make some calls. But it's the culmulative effect of it all. Please bear with me. (Or is it "bare with me"? I'm not sure)
Well, two major things have happened lately that feel worthy of a blog.
One, I've been turned away and rejected and delayed by a number of places I thought would be better. It makes me feel real sorry for people actually desperately in need.
The YMCA is not what it once was. I remember when the YMCA was a place people went when they needed help; where homeless people could go if they had nothing else. I got turned away the first time because I had to have this document and that document and that form filled out. I had to get an income verification from my former employer plus bring my tax returns from last year. One, isn't that private stuff I might not want to be sharing with everyone? Two, getting all that together was a chore that used my resources that a truly desperate person wouldn't have. And God forbid I had lost the tax forms.
The Sultana Disaster
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