The Truth Shall Set you Free

In my opinion the hardest job while living is being a liar. One lie, turns to another falsehood because it needs support. This lie needs another lie to support it. It's an endless cycle until everything you say is untrue. Hell, all this stories you tell you could have written a book or a good screen play to a movie. But instead you decided to take the hardest job on the planet...Lying



Really! Lying has to be the hardest job. This job is dangerous (someone is liable to beat dat a$$ when they find out nothing you say is the truth), stressful (worried about who will find out about the lies you've told), time consuming (lying is 24/7, no vacation and no paid leave) and it could breaks great relationships. Let's be honest; Who wants to be with a liar? Better yet who wants to be friends with someone who lies?



What is a friend? A friend is someone who shares the same interest as you, someone you can have a good time with, and someone who you can be totally honest with, without fear that they will judge you or talk badly about you. To simplify things a friend is someone you trust.

I value friendship. If you feel you have to lie to me then just don't say anything to me at all. I don't like liars because I can't trust them. If I can't trust you I cannot consider you my friend.

The truth will really set you free. The truth cures the sleepless nights and added pressures of the world. It really does.

But as the saying goes," If you lie, you'll steal, if you'll steal, you'll kill", and I can't stick around for that.

Peace

A Bad Case of the SGEB

Like many Americans I have recently got a bad case of the SGEB's (Seeking Gainful Employment Blues). I currently serve as an AmeriCorps Volunteer, but I make little money. I can barely live off what I get paid. I'm not complaining, I just know that it is time for a change.

I've been living on the east side of Greensboro for 6 years with students and now that I am no longer a student it's difficult for me to deal with loud music, fights, vandalism, the smell of marijuana, black and milds, and cigarettes. It is time for me to move into a big girl apartment. The type of apartment with quiet neighbors, decorated nicely, and professional men all im my community.

Oh how I LONG to live in the big girl apartment! But in order to live in the big girl apartment, you have to have a big girl money, and that's where the problem lies. And here I sit typing with a case of the SGEB's.

I've been searching for months for gainful employment. Part-time, full-time, retail, clerical, customer service, hospitality...etc I've explored all options. I've updated my resume, wrote the best cover letter a girl could write, but still no jobs.

The seeking gainful employment blues has got me down. Side effects include fatigue from staying up all night completing job applications, random sighs while driving when you see a charming house, and anger while driving because of outrageous gas prices.

If anyone is reading or knows anyone who knows anyone who is hiring please feel free to spread the word. I am the ideal candidate for the job. Self motivated, friendly, dilligent worker, skillful and more I'm everything a potential employer is looking for.

Someone please hire me so I won't have the SGEB's.

Peace & Blessings,
Brooks