Rabbit, I'm not surprised you're having trouble getting hired -- your attitude about having a job stinks!
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I hate, hate, hate the fact that I have stooped so low as to be willing to sell away a part of my life, to become a mindless drone to cruel and ignorant masters - and even STILL I can't find anything that will pay the bills in a month and a half.
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If someone came to me looking for a job with that attitude (and you don't have to verbalize it -- they can FEEL it) that would be the very last person I would want to hire. I'd rather hire the less competent person, or the person with no degree, than have such a toxic person on my staff. A month and a half of looking -- please.
We've got the highest unemployment rate since the great depression, and there are many, many, many people out there who are just as qualified as you are, but with a heck of a lot better attitude about being employed.
That's a good thing! You've got very strong away-from motivation, keeping you from what you KNOW you don't want. With your strong entrepreneurial skills, you can start a very small business, build it to success, and prove what a great manager and entrepreneur you are. You've got $5,000 -- that's plenty for a bright person to start a micro business -- and you've got very strong incentive to succeed (failure means being a mindless drone to cruel and ignorant masters). Plenty of people have done it -- find one and model him/her.
Or, use your entrepreneurial good sense to build a good Me.com brand and change your stinkin' thinkin' about being employed, long enough to get your bills paid.
You've got all the opportunity in the world!
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To be truly challenging, a voyage, like a life, must rest on a firm foundation of financial unrest. Otherwise, you are doomed to a routine traverse, the kind known to yachtsmen who play with their boats at sea... cruising, it is called. Voyaging belongs to seamen, and to the wanderers of the world who cannot, or will not, fit in. If you are contemplating a voyage and you have the means, abandon the venture until your fortunes change. Only then will you know what the sea is all about. I've always wanted to sail to the south seas, but I can't afford it." What these men can't afford is not to go. They are enmeshed in the cancerous discipline of security. And in the worship of security we fling our lives beneath the wheels of routine - and before we know it our lives are gone. What does a man need - really need? A few pounds of food each day, heat and shelter, six feet to lie down in - and some form of working activity that will yield a sense of accomplishment. That's all - in the material sense, and we know it. But we are brainwashed by our economic system until we end up in a tomb beneath a pyramid of time payments, mortgages, preposterous gadgetry, playthings that divert our attention for the sheer idiocy of the charade. The years thunder by, the dreams of youth grow dim where they lie caked in dust on the shelves of patience. Before we know it, the tomb is sealed. Where, then, lies the answer? In choice. Which shall it be: bankruptcy of purse or bankruptcy of life?
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