This has to be one of the dumbest things I've read today so far

When the recession happened back in 2009 the main newspapers in Cleveland are the 'Plain Dealer' and the 'News-Herald'. The 'Plain Dealer''s classified was less than a quarter page. The other paper the 'News-Herald' didn't have a job section. Now you have three or four pages of jobs in those papers.
 
Sounds like a good enough sign. No one I know that has lost their job in my area has even been able to get even part time minimum wage work. Seriously and that's with the fast food joint I am currently working at hiring. They turn down nearly everyone who applies. Those that have gotten a job there including management have bailed cause this job sucks. Being homeless you would probably live longer, people stroke out on this job.

Come on Erik, aint you looking for work. I gave up on my last career. Pretty sure I want to be a farmer at this point lol. 2009 is that when you got hit? Shit they started cutting half the dealership in 08 and removing all overtime and yeah thats hourly employees not even talking sales people.

My father a veteran and a government contractor (communications analyst) for 21 years ended up having to sell guns for a living. Not thats bad an all but he had a Stroke and these days being a Salesman and standing on his feet for 10 hours a day is pretty hard work.
 
I was in a fatal car accident on 7-8-2008 then released two months later. I was released earlier than what they estimated. In 2009 I was mostly healed healed up except for my brain injury when I thought of working. The third week in February I went to HR in my old workplace to about working there part-time till I'm fully functioning. After that meeting I didn't hear from them for two weeks. On 3-6-09 I called in to get laid-off with 110 other people. Even though I was technically still on medical leave and still hadn't been a year of being on it before they can get rid of me.

The rest of 2009 I concentrated healing up more before finding a job. On 3-28-2010 I started a class at MetroHealth hospital called 'Work Matters'. The program was for people who had a stroke or a brain injury. On the last business day in May of 2010 I "graduated" from that class. Meaning they said I can work again. On the plus side I don't any limitations. I started my internship/evaluation at the Cleveland Foodbank from 6-8-2010 to 10-1-2010. I left there proving I can work again. From 10-2-2010 to 10-2011 I've been concentrating on applying for part-time jobs only. Since I've had no luck so far getting a part-time job I'm looking into getting a full-time job. Part-time jobs are not a plenty as full-time ones. Yes, I could work at a fast food place but I refuse to work at one.

For the past five months I got involved with VSU(Vocational Services Unlimited) with help in finding me a job. My first job developer helped apply for me and we met every week for cold calling places even though they weren't hiring. Which I thought was fucking stupid. I got a interview with Sears and it went great. HR there which I found out that she was my step-cousin told me essentially "Don't call us we'll call you." she also said if we don't call in a week you didn't get the second interview. Well it hadn't been a week yet when he had me call them. He made me call them for two weeks. I told them I want and I got another job developer because the first one fucked up my chances with Sears and he was always changing appointment times and dates and I felt that he wasn't helping me. I kept telling him "Since I can't seem to get a part-time job. How we also look at full-time ones too." He would say "No, Naw, no. Let's keep looking for part-time ones."

I met my new job developer last week. She more experienced and seems to listen more to what I'm saying. She agreed to what jobs times I'm looking for. I'm looking for a part-time job that I'll make $720 gross per month or a full-time job that I bring home $1,800 or more a month.

I never want a job handed to me like these entitled, enabled, given authority for no reason, given the green light for everything, always given the word, always rubber-stamped, people.
 
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