How about an update and a commentary on the men I’ve attracted this summer

Soooo… I’ll admit that I started strong with this blog, and then suddenly I kind-of fell off the radar and became consumed with my summer life.

Briefly, I had a couple of interviews, and I now work for a 50’s restaurant as a waitress, a blogger for one of my school’s webpages, and finally a news reporter for the PSU Vanguard. So I was able to find employment! The restaurant still hasn’t opened yet, and I don’t start the other two writing jobs until after school starts, so in the meantime I’m still stuck here not making any money…

Also, about a week and a half ago, one of my brothers left for college in North Dakota. I have to admit, it’s been lonely since my whole family left to help him move in a visit other relatives. I won’t be seeing him until December. It’s weird to think that he’s going to be gone for so long, when I’m so used to seeing him almost everyday. While they left for the midwest, I stayed here in Portland to watch my puppy who just had knee surgery and to finish my calculus class.

BUT! Now that I’ve been able to let that out…

I’ve been noticing a pattern recently: shorter-than-me, stranger-than-I-appreciate, and just not-my-type guys have been asking me out recently. All I can say is: if you have bigger boobs than me, and your height only reaches up to mine, then how am I supposed to find you attractive? Within the past month I’ve had to find my big-girl pants and just set it straight for them. There is something about men who are more then 2 inches shorter than me that creates an instant turn-off. Also, when they try to get me to get with them, they use lines like “hey why don’t you bake some cupcakes and come over and drink wine with me and give me a massage,” my interest starts dwindling REAL fast. Why on Earth would I want to caress your man boobs?! Eew. Again, instant turn off. The other best line I’ve heard was “oh, yeah I’m still kind of obsessed with this other girl, and it’s complicated, but maybe you want to grab dinner with me tomorrow?” Haha..no. Finally, if you are 27, and you can’t even hold a minimum wage-paying job for more than a month without getting fired, and your dream in life is to become a starving artist, please move on.

I think that I’m too nice. It’s hard for me to say no, because I like please people and to see them happy. But often times I say yes with the intention of saying no later, just so that I don’t have to hurt their manpride infront of someone, or so that I can come up with a more graceful and less demeaning way of saying “listen, I’m really NOT interested in you at all.”

How can I give off the vibe that I want a tall man, who is intelligent yet has an amusing (yet not too) juvenile sense of humor, and who is interested in going on adventures with me? If I have bigger hands than you, out weigh you by 50 pounds, and make you look like my son when I wear heels, then you are not my type. But yet, these seem to be the men that I attract…

A close friend of mine told me this last weekend that I need to “embrace my destiny” of being with a short man…but not if I can help it ;)

 

 

**not trying to sound snobby here. Of course everyone has personal tastes and preferences. And this is not to say that I immediately dismiss whomever approaches me who happens to be shorter, but it does kind of count as negative points towards them. It’s like this: if you’re short, I’ll still date you if you have a sparkling personality and make me laugh :)**

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I need a job

This week, I’ve been overly frustrated with my failed attempts to even land a job interview. I know that I need a job this summer, so that I can have some source of steady income, reduce my student debt, and hopefully start saving to study abroad for next summer. Why is the Portland job market so bad? If  I’ve never had any experience with food, cash/tills, or professional customer service, then where am I supposed to start? I am always beat out by people who have had much more experience than me.

On Monday, I was called by Starbucks, who said that I could show up to a job fair the following day to be interviewed (alongside every other person who has applied online). I, however, have had RA summer training all this week until 1pm, and had to deny the offer. I was annoyed.

Then, that same day, I was in TartBerry, which is a fro-yo place up by Director Park. I happened to ask if they were hiring, and they said that they were, in fact, hiring for a newer store located on campus, and that I could drop a resume off at the store to be considered. I did just that. I walked into that store and handed over my resume to the owner, trying to show that I was very interested and friendly, and she said to call back within a day or so to see what the status was. I called back two days later, and she pretended like she didn’t know that I had turned in my resume, and then proceeded to tell me “no, we’re not hiring right now. But I’ll keep your resume on my desk–maybe something will pop up in the future.” In my disappointment, I looked to the PSU job database, and found… job openings for TartBerry! While the thought “what the hell” kept running in my head, I debated calling that lady back, or walking to the store and asking her if she had mistaken my resume. This would not have been a wise choice though, and I’m glad I just kept my disdain to myself.

I just don’t understand how I can’t even land a minimum wage job! My resume, while lacking in excessive professional experience, does have a good GPA shown, an almost annoying amount of leadership qualities and responsibilities, and through the number and variety of activities and skills demonstrates my ability to adapt, learn, and thrive when given the chance. I just wish there was a way that I could convey that to someone who would pay me for a real part-time job.