Joblessness...

...really gets old after a while. I'm not sure what to do... People ask me what kind of job I'm looking for- and I honestly don't know. I suppose this is the time in my life where I should be able to start figuring that out. But it's not coming to me. I visited OU... I'm not sure if that's the place for me either. I want to stay in Cincinnati- but I'm not exactly sure if I can afford to stay here.

My father thinks I should randomly go through the yellow pages and pick someone and ask them to give me a job. You don't choose drywallers that way, so I'm not sure if that's the way to get a job either.

My mother thinks I should take whatever job I can get until I find that "dream job." I see my options there as thus- either I go into a job in bad faith, knowing I'm going to leave, OR I end up in the sucky job for the rest of my life.

I had so many job offers when I graduated from my BA... I'm starting to think that getting my master's was a huge mistake. But it's too late now... just have to pick up the pieces and see what I can do from here.

Sorry for the bemoaning- I know the post on my other blog is kind of saying the opposite. But it's getting to the point where I'm so scared about not finding anything, it's all I can think about.