My Ambition Problem

I love irony.

The other night I was sitting in bed, unable to sleep, because I was too busy thinking about how I haven't been able to control my life in an effective ambitious manner and then getting angy about because it was three in the morning and that's the worst possible time to do anything about it.

When I woke up, I decided to call the job agency that's supposedly looking around for me so I can bitch them out. I thought, gee, they get paid by their clients by placing me into work positions for them, so why haven't they done this yet??? Arghh!!! So I call, but my agent is out on training and I'm only able to talk to the gratingly annoying receptionist. She asks for my name and I give it to her, then she informs me of the reason for having no work for me - my file is incomplete! What??? How can it be incomplete??? She says, "No list of references on file." I'm like, dude, you have those. I've worked for you guys already. She stops me to say that they shouldn't have found me that job if my file was incomplete. I know I'm getting nowhere with her, so I tell her I'll email my agent another copy of that darn list and that I'm going to bitch her out. Yay!!!

Guess what? I do this!!! Now it appears I may have work. My bitching got me a possible job.

Although, it was interesting in the meeting with my agent Kim, a tough-talking, firm hand-shaking, New Jersey gal that she asked me something as she looked over my resume. "Why do you sell yourself short on your salary potential? You could be making 30 or 40 dollars an hour. You seem to go after these low-paying jobs when you could be doing much more." I just nod my head. Hmmmmmm...!