A man in search of a dream pt.1

It's good to be back in Denver! The friends, the culture I missed it all. One thing I am coming to know about Denver, as with all cities in America, Is that there are no jobs. So in the spirit of humorous misery I decided to share my search for work, love, and a place to live. Mainly work right now as the other subjects follow.

It is a learning experience being unemployed for over three months. The first attack at the job market sees you come in with head held high and resume's and cover letters in hand. After a week of that you realize that this tier of society has no jobs so you move to a place where only a resume is required. After a week here you realize that you have been vain and prideful and there is nothing wrong with stepping down to a level where you hand in a resume and they ask you to fill an application as well.

I was alright with that place, but the world wasn't and so I steeped into a restaurant and upon handing my resume I was told that only the application was needed. At this point it becomes clear that you are not a person, you are a laboring cow for a machine that doesn't wish to know that you can write or convey who you are in a professional manner. And then there comes week 4 where you force yourself through a door and find when talking to the manager that they don't carry applications, all hiring is done on-line.

In time I'm sure I will look back on all of this and laugh at the absurdity and desperation of job hunting, hell, I'm laughing at it now. no... that's actually a cough from the cold I got walking five miles last night... my bad.