Cynical Bitch Let’s Loose On Her Blog

So, apparently Corporate America isn’t interested in my creativity, hard-work, and ability to think outside of the box. At least not at full-price, or even 3/4 price. Lately, I’ve been feeling like the livestock that didn’t make the cut.

I don’t mind being treated like a possible purchase at that boutique down the street, because God knows I’ve returned to try on that adorable dress three times before saying “No, thank you,” to the sales woman and walking out with my head hung in shame. Yes, I can be a cheap-o, too.

But I do really mind being treated like a bad Match.com coffee date, without the requisite follow-up “Thank you for a time, but we don’t have a fit for your skills and experience,” email (i.e., we’re “not a match”). Did I mention that job hunting is a lot like dating?…well, scratch that because it’s just like dating. Well then, how to treat Diabetes Mellitus? High blood glucose caused by damaged islet-like viagra cheap generic purchase at unica-web.com cells leads to High blood sugar levels. One pill for one day is enough to clog someone’s inbox and the cost of bandwidth to ISPs and corporations https://www.unica-web.com/watch/2018/a-trip-to-be-continued.html cialis price is intolerable. The ingredients used in the oils are: Ashwagandha, Javitri, Jaiphal, Dalchini, Sona buy cheapest viagra Patha, Jawadi Kasturi, Samudra Phal, Nirgundi, Dalchini, Ashwagandha and Buleylu oil. Like all other diseases and conditions in this category, Gout stems from an overly acidic body sildenafil viagra chemistry. One potential employer let me infer my rejection when he responded to my thank-you email with “Best of luck!”

It’s kind of like when you run into an old boyfriend who you would rather never see again and the feeling is mutual, and you try to get out of it by claiming that you have to pick up your dry cleaning before they close (something lame, but in the realm of possibility) but they go for the clincher and say something like, “Have a good rest of your day.” Oh, no he didn’t. Yeah, well, fuck you, too!

Words are such a crock. The more rambling, ranting blogs I write, the more I realize that intention is everything. If you don’t feel the love, everything is just a ride at Disneyland.

Don’t mind me. I’m just living the effects of this economy (f–d up country) If you’re looking for faith in humanity, don’t look here.

Just for today, I’m a cynical bitch.