Funemployment

"Where do I go to file unemployment?"

That's the first thing I asked my mother when breaking the news that I'd been laid off. I'm 26 years old and a college graduate, I didn't think these things really happened to people like me.

"We just don't have the money right now." My Supervisor tells me as I'm sitting there, stunned in her office.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Is what I really wanted to say. "What crackhead is doing your budgeting around here? Who the fuck hires someone they can't even afford to pay?"

I had only been working there six weeks. SIX WEEKS. I had left a perfectly good job for what I assumed was a perfectly BETTER job. Now I'm sitting on my couch, bitching about being unemployed. How did this happen?

I've been, what people refer to as "funemployed" for about a month now. At first it was fine, I was taking road trips, applying here and there for jobs, going on a few interviews, relaxing. Right this moment I'm hitting a wall. I am not making enough money on unemployment to pay my mortgage and the rest of my bills. S has been paying some to live with me, but not a lot and I can't bear to ask him for more money since he does pay for groceries, his student loans, and that shitty 1 hour commute to and from work everyday.

So yeah, hit this wall. Facebook is boring, I've watched practically everything there is to watch on netflix, and my house is immaculate. I've been reloading the job search web page every hour on the hour and there really isn't anything available for me. Sure, I could be a "sandwich artist" at subway, but that shit won't pay the bills either, and I'm not trying to foreclose my house.