I have never really been a believer in luck. I never had lucky knickers, or a lucky mascot in my exams. When Burnley played the other night and my mum was saying we lost because Jenson didn't have his lucky grey shirt on I argued that is nonsense, he is a pro and should be able to save a goal (or 4) in a tutu if needed. But as much as I say I don't believe in luck, I do feel unlucky. To believe in bad luck shouldn't I also believe in good luck? Maybe its just because good luck seems to rarely comes knocking at my door. Father gave me a scratch card this morning. Apparently a few nights ago my step-mother had a dream that we won £40k a year for life. The other day he bought the card and won £20. Today he gave it to me and no such luck. He even gave me a lucky penny to scratch it with. I warned him. I am certainly not beaming with luck at the moment, so I'm not exactly the best person to be scratching it. He said maybe this would be the change. It wasn't!
I went to Manchester with father today to register with some recruitment agencies. All was going swimmingly until the bitchy lady from hell. She made me cry and knocked back my confidence. Ridiculous though because the design agencies were lovely and friendly. This woman was merely an admin recruiter and made me feel awful. First question_ "What work experience have you had?" I hate this question more than any other. I have NEVER had a job. OMG, lazy cow I hear you say. Well, not really... I have plenty of volunteer work behind me, but because I wasn't paid for this it doesn't count as a PROPER job. Second question_ "So what did you do while you were at uni then?" Well... I did my uni work. I didn't choose the easiest course. I could barely spare time to sleep sometimes, nevermind get a job. But then came the last straw_ "Oh right, but plenty of people manage to balance the two" Excuse me??? After all the hard work I put in to my degree I do not appreciate basically being called lazy merely because I didn't get a job while I was there.
The day cheered up though. My lovely nurse made me feel better about life, and told me to stop watching the news. After explaining my manic depressive PMT episodes she first of all told me to go see the doctor about it. And then advised me to stop watching the news, the constant talk of 2,352,352 jobs cut and businesses going in to administration is not good for me. I have enough things in my life to deal with, I have no need to add other peoples worries and problems to it.
So... on the whole I would say today has been good. I'm putting the evil lady from hell to the back of my mind and ignoring her. After all, she has to sit about finding other people jobs because she couldn't find a good enough one for herself. There have been no jobs to apply to today but judging by Tuesday and Wednesday, things are looking up a bit so I'm not worried. Maybe when my 4 leaf clover grows I will finally discover good luck.
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