Now I actually want to get fired.

Remember that stupid part-time gig I took with a rich dude on the Upper East Side this past summer? Well, it got really old really fast. Yet I am somehow still doing it.

I'm not really sure how I ended up eternally stuck with the dumbest job in the world, since all the jobs I've actually wanted to keep have had a really easy time getting rid of me ... but, aside from that cruel irony, I really don't have the time or patience to haul my ass all the way uptown one morning a week just to organize some guy's iPhoto and write emails for him because he doesn't know how to create attachments in AOL. Getting paid $20/hour in cash was enticing enough over the summer ... but now that I'm working part-time on campus at a job that doesn't suck, I no longer feel any sort of remote motivation to work for this guy anymore.

For the past two weeks, I've relied on him to confirm my hours the night before he needs me to come in, and conveniently not set an alarm on the nights that he fails to text me before midnight. I've made myself as unavailable as possible, and yet he still asks me to come in.* Why was it so easy to get fired from all my other jobs and impossible to get rid of this one?

*I know I'm a terrible person for doing this. I don't have the balls to quit outright, and I'm also a lazy asshole who doesn't care about anyone. Apparently.

Perhaps a job that will last longer than a semester.

I started a new job at the very end of the summer, and it's going way better than the 200 other random jobs I've had since beginning my attempt at this whole "adult life" thing. It's an on-campus gig (at the Office of Career Services), so scheduling is more flexible and people are more understanding when I show up looking bleary-eyed and thesis-crushed.* I also get to do actual design work. And there are often lollipops. That said, I am hoping not to get fired from this job. Because I actually like it.

* SWEET JESUS THE THESIS. There's nothing like a year-long-career-launching-this-is-my-life's-work-omigod sort of project to destroy your mind and body.