I Got Laid…Off

If the job hunt somehow materialized into a tangible person, this is how our conversation would go.

Me: Oh hey there, Job Hunt. It’s been a while. Guess we should catch up and stuff. Still being a little bitch?

JH: Oh for sure.

Me: Figured. How’s your BFF the Economy doing?

JH: She’s a dirty little whore and we’re totally not talking to each other.

Me: Ugh, that’s not helping me. At all. Can’t you send a friendly text or something?

JH: Can’t you just apply for unemployment or something?

Me: You’re a dick.

 

If the job hunt somehow materialized into a tangible object, this is what it would look like.

Challenge accepted, indeed.

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