Adventures of a Two-Bit Jester

But...I haven't even taken the WBI or had a phone interview yet...help?

Why is it only at unholy hours in the morning that I make all these existential revelations?

But then I browse the loneliness tag and I remember how many people feel the same way.

This is for you. Yes, you. The one reading this right now.

I want to look you in the eyes and tell you that you're not alone; that you may be broken but you're not unworthy or beyond redemption. I want to put my hand on your shoulder and listen. I want to be there for you. But I can't.

Welp. After getting through the initial application (and subsequently freaking out) I seem to have failed the WBI. Just like that, my hopes are dashed.

I mean, all I did was try to answer honestly. I get told a lot how reliable I am at work and my boss at my last job told me I was pretty much the best guy she had on the retail team. And I'm looking around the net and apparently I failed because I wasn't confident or consistent with my answers...which is true, I suppose. I tend to second-guess myself a lot and I'm generally not a confident guy at my core, as much as I would appear otherwise to people. I was hoping that being in that new environment, meeting new people and having those chances to succeed would help me grow as a person.

BOOKS.

BOOKS ARE INANIMATE OBJECTS SO THEY COUNT, RIGHT?

I REFUSE TO USE A KINDLE OR THE LIKE BECAUSE THOSE THINGS CAN'T COMPETE WITH HOW I FEEL WHEN I HOLD A FAVORITE BOOK IN MY HANDS.

Loneliness is the one of the worst feelings in the world.