I’m smelling something off here…
Didn’t you ever have one of those punching dolls when you were little? It’s like that. They’ll never stay down, but it’s fun to keep hitting them.
I had problems with FAFSA before because they needed to know my parents income. My dad, who I’m not on good terms with, absolutely refused to give me his information no matter how much I pleaded for it. You can only file independently of your parents at the age of 24. That’s how old I am now.
I had shitty grades in High School so Scholarships weren’t really something I could get either. I didn’t want to take out student loans because I didn’t want to suffer my mothers fate (she’s $50,000 in debt).
I probably haven’t done everything I could to get back into school. I took one semester. Fall of 2003. I goofed off and ended up with all "D"s… I was more immature then and treated it like I did High School. Except unlike High School college isn’t free. My circle of friends had a similar attitude towards it, but they had Trust Funds to fund their educations and were able to get back on the wagon and they now all have their degrees.
I just got severely discouraged and kind of gave up. Maybe I was an idiot, Rand Rover. Between then and now I’ve worked grocery and fast food. Nothing that particularly required any brain power or specialized skills. Just stocking shelves, taking customers orders at the register, flipping burgers and making sandwiches, minimum wage stuff.
I don’t want to dwell too much on the past… the past is beyond my control. I can only affect the present and future, so that’s what I’m interested in.
I think Rand Rover is out of line here, I agree. I’m not going to speculate on his motivation, but I’ll say this about his thesis: I’ve been dirt poor and moderately well-off. I have a number of different skills, and I believe I could get a job in a wide variety of areas. But there are no guarantees – I watch my mom struggle with macular degeneration, for instance, and I realize that if I suffered an accident that left me blind, it would be a long time before my vaunted skills and abilities could get me gainful employment, because they all depend on being able to SEE. Sure, I could learn work-arounds, but how attractive a job candidate would I be?
So no, I am all too aware that the Angel of Unemployment is hovering about like “…a roaring lion, seeking whom he might devour.”
Which makes me all the more irked at the over-the-top claims Broomstick made. Times are tough, and there’s enough real obstacles to discuss without either fabricating or admitting that you’re too unimaginative to figure out how it is that weeks and weeks of papers have no want ads at all.
And if you don’t have any luck with the New Eyes for the Needy folks, contact the Oregon Lions Sight & Hearing Foundation. Although they appear to primarily offer recycled prescription glasses to groups for mass distribution, they do say they provide assistance to people in Oregon, and if they can’t help you directly, they probably have a list of referral organizations.
http://www.lionsclubs.org/EN/content/vision_eyeglass_oregon.shtml
Uh… yeah. There hasn’t been any odd job construction things for me to do the last couple weeks of December (last day I worked was the 19th) and I’ve spent the better part of two weeks trying to get the Federal unemployment extension that I was told in a nice formal letter I qualified for. The fact my past year’s work history extends to two states is apparently causing some trouble and confusion, along the fact that Lake County closed one of it’s two “full service” unemployment offices resulting in extreme overcrowding and backlogs at the remaining office. It’s been particularly bad of late. I didn’t intend for it to take so long, but at least give me credit for continuing to look for something while standing in a three block long line at 8 am freezing my ass off. While at the unemployment office I clearly wasn’t on MY computer or the library’s and while they have some there at the UO they were restricting them to those entering claims and not permitting their use for job searches due to the aforementioned overcrowding.
Don’t ever post a thread complaining about the trials of your life. The Pit is reserved for real problems, like shopping cart thieves and the overuse of double negatives. Don’t come whining about your unemployment here. You wanna know why?
Because it’s your fault!
It’s your fault you don’t have a job. Don’t tell us you’ve been looking and looking, because it’s obvious you’re a liar. If you were really looking, you’d have a job already. And you wouldn’t be wasting time playing around on the internet.
Don’t tell us there are no job wanted ads, because we’ll find you some. Not in an effort to help, but to make you feel foolish and small. Because, see, we have jobs. That makes us better, smarter people than you. We made all the Right Choices. You, my friends, did not. So you deserve our ridicule and self-righteousness.
And employed poor people, we don’t wanna hear about your hours being cut or your fears about lay-offs. We don’t want to hear about your attempts to find better employment either, because only bad people are stuck in low-paid positions and only bad people can’t get whatever job they want. If only you had gone to college and studied something important, you wouldn’t have to work at Walmart or whatever craptastic job you have. Our economy can’t function without craptastic jobs and the poor saps who work in them–and true, our society doesn’t really make living on these jobs very easy–but it’s still your fault if that’s all you can get. And don’t try coming up with any explanations, like illness, age, or lack of familial support. Those are excuses.
Say it with me: There’s no such thing as bad luck, just bad people!
(a post written out of pure frustration and anger)
The dark path I was referring to isn’t your situation, it’s your response to your situation.
Come on. In the colloquial sense of “don’t judge other people” it means to think someone is “a bad person” based on some characteristic about them.
I suppose I could have gotten drunk and fat - but I can’t afford the required amounts of booze and food. :rolleyes:
Jesus. Here are the oh-so-elusive eligibility requirements:
Eligibility Requirements
Enrolled at least half time at an eligible school and maintaining satisfactory academic progress
A U.S. citizen or a permanent resident of the U.S. or an eligible territory
Not currently in default. Must not owe a refund on any Title IV loan or grant
Registered with Selective Service (if borrower is a male under age 25)
From here: http://www.scholarships.com/stafford-loans/stafford-loans.aspx
So again, it is technically true that “not everyone” can qualify for a student loan, but just about everyone can. So, your response that “not everyone” can get a student loan is completely ridiculous in the context of this thread.
No, it doesn’t.
Glad to hear it. Go work hard and you could be a multi-millionaire some day. Let me know if you need some tax advice if that happens.
Well . . . yeah. That’s right. Who the hell else is responsible for something in your life you don’t like? Mother Theresa? Englebert Humperdink? the '86 Dodgers?
Well, none of the Lake County unemployment offices are open Saturday, so I assume you weren’t there then. But the Lake County library system has several branches that ARE open Saturday. The Central branch is a mere five miles from the Crown Point unemployment office.
The library gets both newspapers in hard copy, and has internet access.
What, are you retarded? And you accuse me of making ridiculous statements. Y’know, some bad things are beyond your control. Or are you gonna sit there and tell me with a straight face that if an Airbus A380 plows into my house, it’s somehow my fault?
**Brickner, **I am no longer playing this game with you where you ask me a question and you shit on my answer. I do not have to make you privy to any more of my life than I already have. You have already decided I’m a horrible person and you are entitled to your opinion no matter how wrong it is. No doubt you will accuse me of being evasive or whatever, but I chose not to have every choice and decision in my life nitpicked by an internet asshole, nor do I need to account to you for every moment of my day or every day of my week.
Go beat up some six year olds or steal from blind people for your jollies. Fuck off and die. Or better yet, be unemployed and homeless and begging for food in soup kitchens.
How does one try to go to college? Go, or don’t go, what is this “try”? Either way, no whining.
Ahem. The grown-ups are having a conversation about people not being able to find work or not liking their jobs or their hours being cut, etc., not about random acts that the victim obviously has no control over. Or are you saying that if someone is unemployed or underemployed for a long period of time then that is exactly like an airplane hitting their house?
Also, “retarded” is not really the preferred nomenclature, dude.
What are you, fucking Yoda? Fuck off, moron.