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Originally Posted by OccultHawk
I've got a couple of decades on you.
Have you only had like fast food level jobs your whole life?
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Basically. I had a job at my friend's dad's shipping company for like a month as my first job, but that's only somewhat better than BK.
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I ask because you write so well. It seems like even if you couldn't escape the ultimate drudgery you could weed out the competition on jobs that demand you pass a certification exam. It'll still suck but you could up your pay and be a bit more comfortable at work. I'm not saying you haven't or what or if you're joking about Wendy's or what.
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My problem is that even if I'm smart and ****, I'm terribly incompetent in many of the ways that you should be to actually have a job. I have
terrible concentration and memory, no people skills, the hand-eye coordination of a flatworm, a temper that can't seem to allow me to let go of criticism, and probably a lot of other **** I can't think of atm that's made me a terrible employee in general. They won't even let me do anything that involves interacting with customers because they reasonably assume that I'd flip out and get myself fired for something dumb. With is funny since I'm surprisingly level-headed with customers, but in general they're right to be leary of giving me more responsibility. At Burger King.
I don't know how much better I'd be at a non-customer service job, but there honestly isn't a whole lot that I know of around my neck of the woods that isn't either customer service or somehow involving the military.
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Also, how can you even afford psychiatric medications?
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My mom worked in a hospital and is good friends with the man who's been my doctor since as long as I can remember, and he just agreed to meet me under the table and talk about stuff to see if I should be on any medication. As for the actual money for the meds, again my mom looked up discounts on meds (she has a lot of the same issues as me and already knew what to look for) so that they wouldn't be ridiculously overpriced and has been bankrolling my medication for the past couple of years. Mom's a godsend tbh and I don't have any idea where I'd be if she weren't so awesome, nor do I know what I'll do when she's gone.
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If you want to pm me or just tell me to **** off that's cool. You're describing some pretty painful ****.
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I'm not gonna lie like I wasn't uncomfortable with some of the stuff I was saying last night and today, but I prefer to be open about **** in general when I can help it. "The only thing worse than being an ******* is lying about it", is something I invented possibly. Not that I'm a ridiculously honest open book or anything, but I
try not to warp reality about myself when I actually talk about it.