Queer Geek has joined the billions of people across the globe to have one big flash mob dance to the unemployment line.
Yes folks, QG has now become of the many nameless faces that are now jobless in this troubled economy. Let me tell you that the job market sucks ass! You know that unemployment rate is skyrocketing when not even fast food will hire you! Argggh!
Here’s my story.
If you read any of my posts you know that I, along with our host Freeman Hall, had been associated with the retailer known as Big Fancy. Yes all those crazy stories are true but you too can all relate to the wacky side of the service industry. Hence, the RHU was born. For the most part, I was an office slave who loved his job. I’m a bit OCD so filing and organizing paperwork all day was a bit of my thing. Anyway, after six years of being adept in my position Big Fancy had decided to go in a different direction and trim budgets.
Now we all saw this coming but never did I believe that my department would be on the chopping block. You see RHU, Big Fancy prides itself on its reputation as being number one on assisting custys. Since my department primarily deals with that, we genuinely thought we were safe. Unfortunately, this was not the case. After cutting the budget on everything that made Big Fancy recognizable, the corporate bigwigs decide to strip away the one office department that specializes in custy assistance. Oh well! We’ll see in the next few years the outcome of consumer feedback when they have no complaints counter to address their concerns.
Whatever their reasons behind this, I will say that I handled my departure like a champ! Believe it or not I modeled myself after Ann Curry of the Today’s show after she was let go by the NBC studio brass. I didn’t cry or went postal but conducted myself with class and dignity befitting a person of my sophistication and stature. Then again, the Prozac has started to kick in and self-medication seems to help. Thank you Absolute Vodka!
This brings me to my present situation. I, like the billions, have now been let go and forced to pound the pavement like a hooker looking for a trick. I can rock some fixnets and Christian Louboutins! Employment opportunities are far, few, and in between and I sent hundreds of resumes online every day, not one person calls me for an interview. Desperate times calls for desperate measures that I’ve even lowered my standards to the point that I’ll even go back to fast food hell or even working at Wally World. Even they are not taking the bait which sucks!
However RHU, let me tell you that I refuse to give up. I’m a survivor! I’m gonna make it! I’m gonna keep on surviving! I’m too prideful to accept unemployment just yet so I’m going keep pimping myself until I get a job. So while I have nothing to contribute of any current retail hell experiences to this site, I’m finding that being unemployed does bring some crazy stories of their own. I’ll keep you all posted.
Oh and be grateful for the jobs you have now. Even if you want to quit, it’s hellish out there finding work! It’s hard our here for a pimp!