The Unemployed

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Posted by Alison Gray at 8:52 PM
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      • This afternoon, a letter came for me in the mail. ...
      • My mother offered to pay off my credit debt, when ...
      • My dad didn't know about the decrepit hut in our w...
      • You didn't want to go to college, but you did.  An...
      • I hadn't realized that I had been waiting desperat...
      • The other candidate who made it past the prelimina...
      • I didn't get the job after all.  The email bearing...
      • After Tony left in the morning, I sat down at the ...
      • This morning was as shiny as a copper penny heads-...
      • Job applications litter the floor.  The debris har...
      • End: Part 1
      • Brimming with papers and bench warming (but occass...
      • Getting my paycheck was like seeing the sun appear...
      • Three weeks into the job at the rec center, I quit...
      • The text message came while I was washing dishes. ...
      • The days leading up to Harvey's return were simult...
      • Tony agreed to meet me at the coffee shop after wo...
      • "You lied?  Again?"  Tony squinted at me, his eyeb...
      • Within two weeks my license for substitute teachin...
    • ►  Apr (6)
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