I can understand his point... for my dad, it's so much easier NOT to help me than it is to make any fucking effort whatsoever to help me find a better job.

Helped both of my sisters find good jobs.. but for me, won't even ask anyone if they know someone.

I'm pretty sure I've bitche... err... blogged about this before but it's so infuriating that it needs a second helping.

How hard is it to just ask someone if they know anyone? Especially when the job you have forces you to interact with dozens of different people every single day. It's as if the thought of helping me is just foreign.

I say, "HELP ME FIND A JOB"
He says, "send in a resume to ____"
I say, "Help me by finding me a contact.. someone in the industry"
He says, "I made a suggestion didn't I?"

My god... like I couldn't fucking think of sending my resume to random companies. What a fucking helpful suggestion!!

In this house, Jcloth has to do all his shit by himself.
On the other hand, I have to help everyone out cuz I'm an asshole if I don't.