Why won’t anyone hire me? Am I being discriminated against? Why doesn’t DEI include me?
I’m exhausted. I haven’t had a day off since March 13th, which I slept all day after the trauma of having another automobile accident and losing my ability to drive Uber and sell life insurance. Working every day since March 13th is not an exaggeration, and aside from ten dollars an hour in the Veterans Administration compensated work therapy program I haven’t been paid a dime.
I have sent out tens of thousands of resumes, and I mean tens of thousands. I wouldn’t be surprised if I have sent out of hundreds of thousands, but I also would NOT be surprised if that is an exaggeration. Do you have any idea what it’s like to get rejected by Applebee’s and Buffalo Wild Wings? Do you have any idea what it’s like to be told you’re unqualified to wash dishes?
No one tells me what I am doing wrong or how to improve my resume or ability to interview. In fact, I haven’t had a career since leaving the Marine Corps, and I am completely clueless. I have taken to posting my cover letters online, and hundreds of people read them, but no one gives me constructive criticism. My rejection letters just tell me how awesome I am, but I wasn’t the right fit for job.
I’m exhausted. I have taken off only about seven days from the gym, and I don’t think I’ve missed a day of cardio since March 13th. Of course, most people are like—why don’t you take a day off? Well, the gym makes me feel confident and running crushes anxiety, but I haven’t run since about May when I severely sprained my previously broken foot; however, I have biked a minimum of ten miles per day since my car accident. It was a ten mile round trip to the gym until I purchased another gym membership. Once I started working at the Gulf Coast Veterans Healthcare System, I biked fifteen miles round trip, which really sucked during the ninety-nine degree days for months straight, but Planet Fitness was along the way, so I could cool from my five in the morning bike rides in eight-five degree heat and one hundred percent humidity. Now that it has cooled off, and I have little money, I bought a second gym membership at Crunch Fitness, which is a closer to home and better gym, but it’s nowhere near the VA, so it adds about five or six miles to daily mileage, so I’m biking over twenty-miles per day, but that’s only part of the reason I am exhausted.
All I do is send out resumes, work, workout, walk my dog, and write. I have no friends, and no dating life. I watch zero television. Heck, I don’t even watch Netflix or Amazon Prime. All my time is spent stopping the American Holocaust and pursuing justice for the decades of war crimes and crimes against humanity. I used to fight back using social media, but I was censored and banned by the very Nazis committing the crimes against humanity I expose.
Yes, I served my country for nearly ten years as a United States Marine, and Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter banned me for spreading “misinformation,” which all ended up being true. I literally still have the screen shots. Who knows where my writing career would be if I weren’t censored? But the fact of the matter is half our country thinks its okay to talk to six year old about sex, and then groom those children to chop off their genitalia tells me I’m not finding a job, because I am a white Christian Marine Corps veteran, I am the epitome of liberals’s projected hate. Am I being discriminated against? Why won’t anyone hire hire me? Why doesn’t DEI include me?