Warning: This is just a job dissatisfaction rant. You may find little to no value in this; unless you want something to help you feel better about your own situation.

Now I know that I could be doing MUCH worse in life. I make enough that I can afford an apartment in one of the better parts of Hollywood proper…but it’s not much. I’m still sitting at about $3,000 less than I should be making… in Nebraska. So that doesn’t say much for my negotiating skills when I accepted the job. But, Fuck It. At the time I was living in the worst situation in my entire life (in Burbank) and I just straight up needed the money. It was the 2nd job I applied for, so I thought it was “lucky” or “meant to be”. (I could be doing shit work at Liquid Generation and driving all the way down to Wilshire.)

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