Finding a job is REALLY tough when you don’t even try!

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As you know, my stepson hasn’t had a job since he lost his job at Domino’s Pizza for “downsizing reasons”.  With unemployment at 9.5 % here in the Seattle area, it is a tough market.  Mostly likely they discovered he is just a total lazy ass that doesn’t do shit and fired his butt!  Am I being a bit blunt?  Yes, I might be but let’s face it, it isn’t even trying to find a job.  This morning he woke up at 10:44 and had no freaking plans to look for a job.

Now, I know you are thinking “Gee, lay off the kid he’s only been wearing big boy pants for the past 15 years….it’s a hard job market, he’s a loser, and has no experience….etc.”

I have a great deal of stories of how lazy old KOTS (King Of The Slackers) is and how unmotivated he is.  Let’s look at yesterday (Monday) and see how that day in the life of KOTS goes.  It really starts on Sunday evening…

Sunday night:

We (the parents) ask “What are your plans for tomorrow?”

KOTS: “Oh, I’m going to wake up early and head down to Labor Ready to turn in my application”.

The next day, he rolls out of the house (after I wake him up and “remind” him about turning in his application) around 10:20 am, and ends up screwing around most of the day, skatingboarding, and picking up underage teenage girls.  Supposedly he turned in the job application.  He and this new girl watch TV.  During his busy day of not searching for a job, he managed to eat something but heaven forbid that he put his dirty plate into the open dishwasher that clearly has space for his dirty plate.  Really, how hard is it to put a plate into an open dishwasher?  The door is open!  The dishes are dirty, there is a dishing washing soap bottle right there showing that someone had just run out of soap and went to the store to get more!  Why not take the opportunity to put the dirty dish into the dishwasher?  Is it too flipping hard?

I don’t think he was too happy when I went downstairs and told him to go upstairs and put the dirty plate in the dishwasher.  This shit really needs to stop.  He has all the time in the world but can’t keep his room or the bathroom clean, can’t put his dirty dishes away, can’t turn off ANY light in the house, and can’t find a job.  At his age, I was working FULL TIME and went to college FULL TIME.  I paid my own way thru college and I have no empathy for his lack of motivation to get a job.  Hell, I even washed my own clothes, vacuumed my own apartment, and made my own meals!

Really, why would he want to get a job?  He steals money from my business, gets money from his mother, gets a free cell phone from us (oh, he is suppose to pay), gets free car insurance from his dad (that’s another great story), and gets more money from his dad.

In the next few blog posts, I’ll visit a typical day of KOTS, the milk glass that always has an inch of milk in it (it’s amazing!), and much more!  This is just the tip of the ice berg when it comes to all the fun stories we’ll explore.  Hang on my two dear followers, it’s going to be a fun ride!

Sarcasm: It just isn’t a late night treat…it’s a lifestyle!

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Ok, basically my day starts out with a cup of coffee and not trying to get my wife pissed off at me.  Usually I get one cup of coffee down before I manage to upset the dear wife.  Sometimes, I can get through breakfast in one piece.   Please keep in mind, that my dear wife is under the assumption that I do nothing all day but sit around and watch tv.  Really, do the dishes actually wash themselves?  Do the clothes magically hop into the wash machine and dry themselves?  What about dinner?  Who takes care of the kids?  There is a lot of sarcasm to fit into the day and it won’t happen by itself.

Forgive me, I’m not trying to be a martyr.  I just don’t think the clothes fold themselves.  Heaven forbid that someone fold some clothes while watching tv and drinking wine.  See, that is the type of senseless and unthoughtful comments that get me in trouble.  One could argue that I bring it on myself (however Cyndi my stalker would disgreed) with my lack of self control with respect to my comments.  I really should just keep my mouth shut.

Keeping my mouth shut would be easy…but then my a little piece of me would die.  I’ve tried to tone it down and be less sarcastic but it is hard.  Everyday life brings a well of sacrastic sitautions to take advantage of.  I’m addicted to my sarcasm because it is just so fun and easy to do!  If I didn’t have sarcasm my life would be so boring.  According to this article from the American Psychological Association (APA)., if you don’t understand sacasm then you probaby have some brain damage or trama.  Here’s the link: http://www.apa.org/releases/sarcasm.html

Living the Sarcastic Dream and Hello Kitty!

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You just gotta love Hello Kitty!  Not really, I thought the idea of Good Bye Kitty would be a great idea…until I did an internet search.  I discovered someone had already created Good Bye Kitty and had a very good job at it.  I almost ordered some of the T-shirts I enjoyed them so much.  Of course, it would be hard to wear the Good By Kitty T-shirt around my six year old daughter and have to answer her questions about why Hello Kitty is dead.  Not a really good Father-Daughter moment.

My ultimate goal:  I’ll develop Emo Kitty or Goth Kitty and create my own brand of Hello Kitty/Good Bye Kitty.  I can have my own  internet store….it will be awesome!

http://www.goodbyekitty.net/

Humor and my lack of it!

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You’d think that I could find something interesting or of value at least once a day to blog about.  However, that never seems to be the case.  I can’t even keep my two readers entertained.  Thank God, one of my reader is my stalker Cyndi and won’t leave no matter what.  It is nice to be loved (or stalked) by someone.  Sadly, even my wife doesn’t read my blog or perhaps I should say happily she doesn’t read it.  I mean she has to live with me all the time so she gets my wit and humor all the time.  Pretty lucky, isn’t she?

She doesn’t think I’m very funny all the time.  In fact, she doesn’ t think I’m funny most of the time.  It is mostly my sarcastic sense of humor she doesn’t believe people understand or enjoy.  Really, people don’t like sarcasim.  I don’t believe.  People love sarcastic humor as long as it is not directed towards them.  You make fun of something or someone and you are labled a sarcastic bastard.  Oh well, you can’t be loved by everyone can you?

Back from NYC

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Ok, my two dear blog readers.  I failed to mention that I was leaving town for a week to NYC to attend my cousin Stephen’s graduation from college.   I know this probably upset my stalker Cyndi greatly and my deepest apologies for that.  I had every intention to write my blog every evening on my trip with a nice green tea or perhaps a whisky to get the creative juices flowing.

However, I got back a week ago and I didn’t write a thing during the trip or since I’ve been back.  It was my first trip to NYC and I was busy most of the time.  Pleas keep in mind, my knowledge of New York City is based on CSI: New York, Law & Order, and numerous terrorist movies created by Hollywood.  I also based my knowledge on various subway/gang movies I’ve seen over the years.  As your little worse case scenerio mind can think, I imagined the absolute worse when I got to NYC.  I thought there would be thieves, thugs, and whores on every corner.  Sadly, my dear readers, it wasn’t as bad as one would (or could) imagine.

I did most of the usual tourist things…walk across the Brooklyn Bridge, stroll thru Central Park, ride the subway, visit Little Italy, see Ground Zero and Times Square.  I was impressed and amazed at the architecture, the large buildings, the cities within the city itself.

The one thing I was warned about was the large  amount of walking you’d do while in New York.  Heck, they weren’t kidding.  I walked an amazing distance.  It was like hiking in the Cascade Mountains.  You know those short 15 mile round trip day hikes to Snow Lake or Gem Lake?

So the neighborhood my cousin and his wife in is a nice area, a few blocks from Central Park and not far from the Mayor of New York’s “official” residence.  The mayor of New York doesn’t actually live there since he is a multibillionaire and perfers his own place over the official residence.  Who could blame him?

Enough of my rambling thoughts for this evening.  We’ll pick this up later.

Disturbing Fact: Average age for boys to move out is 25

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My friend sent me that disturbing fact and it frightens me.  Sadly some of you (besides my stalker Cindi – remember every great blogger has a stalker), might not know that I have a son who is age 18 and lives at home.  That means I have 6 more years of crap to go through.

That’s not really a big deal to have a kid still at home.  A lot of our neighbors have “boomerang kids” at their homes.  I have a problem because he is unemployed.  Cut him some slack, right?  Well, in this economy that isn’t really a big deal to be unemployed, the real problem lies in the fact he isn’t really looking for a job.

Now, we aren’t going to get into an econ 201 lesson about him being part of the “discouraged workers” who aren’t really counted in the unemployment rate becuase they aren’t actively looking for employment.  Hence, if they were counted the unemployment would be higher than the 9.1% rate Washington state currently has.

He has plenty of time to hang out with this girlfriend, go to the Folklife Festival, skateboard all day, hang out with friends (who have actual jobs),sleep in, eat all the good snacks (and leave the dishes for me to do), and leave the most disgusting, stinky ass bedroom in the world.  His room is worst than a lot of the foreclosure houses I’ve been in. All the time in the world to do nothing!

We have asked him so many times to clean it up and yet it is still there.

How bad can it be?  If he leaves his bedroom door open, the whole house will reek.  It smells like the garbage dump we went to today.  At the dump, I mentioned how bad it smelled and he said he didn’t smell anything.  Of course, he couldn’t smell anything bad because his room is ten times worse and he has burned all sense of smell right out of his nose.  I could have a garbage truckdriver come in his room and it would make the garbage man cry.

I haven’t a clue on how he has any clean clothes because he doesn’t do any laundry.  I know he showers (thank god!) and we’ll skip talking about the bathroom on this post because I don’t want Cindi to puke up her midnight snack.

What to do…what to do.

Talk about a pathetic blog….

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Let’s face it…my blog is boring and the only other losers paying any attention to it are the guys trying to get me to visit their blog site. I mean, really who is going to follow the exploits of me?

Uh, today, I got up brushed my teeth, ate some breakfast, had some coffee, etc. Oh yeah. Exciting. Be still my beating heart, this blog is just too amazing!

Anyway, for the two people following my blog (thanks Grandma and the prison inmate in Alabama), I finished the patio in the front of the house AND managed to take 1.09 tons of trash to the dump today. My little Ford Ranger Pick up was a low rider and we looked like the Clampetts mowing from one end of the valley to the other.

The front yard is coming together and at the end of June, I’ll be going after the deck repairs and enhancements.

1000 Ways to Die!

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Another total awesome show (at least for me) is the show titled “1000 ways to die”.  It is a writer’s dreams of how people have die in the most usual (and something very stupid ways).  Need some good usual deaths for a story?  Check out this show!

Now, a quick warning that some of the stories are a bit out there and disturbing.  Come on, it is a show about death.  If everyone died in their sleep, this show would be totally boring and lame.

Mermorial Day Weekend

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It’s the middle of Memorial Day weekend and I’ve started another crazy yard project.  When will I learn not to do this to myself?  Why can’t I just have a boring yard? My yard isn’t exciting in the least bit.  It is very mundane.

I also have a problem cutting a bush or tree down even if it is a “volunteer” tree.  I like have a lot of plants in my yard.  Yeah, I’m a treehugger in my own backyard.

As you can imagine, it is then hard to make changes in the yard since that would possible disrupt the balance of nature and make me actually have to work.

Today, we changed the front of the yard by removing the lovely railroad ties and they are heavy.  Now my driveway is askew with old rotten railroad ties however we have created a small rock wall, leveled the area, spread some sand, and laid some flagstone.  It’s coming together and I’ll be spending Monday finishing up this project.

Hayden was a huge help on this project and his design started this projects.

What other projects on my plate?  The back deck and a small landing off my office doors.  My deck project was going to be huge.  I had plans to tear it down, put up 6×6 or 8×8 posts, a huge steel beam, 4×6 cross beams, laid down one inch thick plywood, then put down cement board, following with some great looking slate tile.  Trim it around with a steel wire railing and this deck took on a mind of it’s own.  Plus it could all be done in a day!  Yeah right, maybe a week with numerous trips to McLendon Hardware and Home Depot.

Working Late

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It’s about 1:40 am and I’m whipping out some work.  My desk is overflowing with projects that rob me of my time.  I just finished up some small photography jobs but I still have some bookkeeping to do.  I had a bookkeeper but she quit on me and dropped me like a hot rock.  So currently, I wearing that hat for a while.  I believe I’ve found a new person to do the data entry part of the bookkeeping and I’ll be free again.

I wouldn’t mind if I could get rid of the deposit job as well and the bill paying.  However, in this economy it is hard not to worry about cash flow and making sure the bills are all paid.  Granted, I’m sure someone would pay my bills on time.  My major concern is that I have the funds to actually pay my bills.  During my busy fall and spring photography seasons, I don’t worry about the money coming in.  It’s during the summer I am a bit stress.  I don’t have a lot of photography jobs that pay quickly; most of the summer projects are family portraits and the sales cycle (and payday) is a longer process.

That cuts into the old cashflow!

Well, I’m headed off to bed.  I’m off to West Seattle this morning, up to Ballard, and over to Green Lake before I head back to Burien and then finally Kent.  No rest for the wicked…