Why am I looking for a job? I don’t know. I guess it’s my attempt to find a better way to find dick to stick in my guts instead of using apps like Tinder. I won’t work for very long before I get fired or quit. I plan to find a guy or guys and then quit.  I know, stupid plan, but I’m all in now. Yesterday was awkward. I interviewed with a lady my age who wasn’t impressed with me. She seemed to have given up on everything in life but eating. She said she would get back to me…but we both knew that wouldn’t happen. That’s okay. I have another one on Monday at a cabinet manufacturing place for a receptionist. See how that pans out. Look, no condolences about not getting the job…it’s not about the job, it’s about the social interaction to get to the dick. That’s it. That probably sounds bad, but it is what it is.

Why do I dislike Tinder, Bumble, and all the other apps? Because at least half, if not more, of the guys, put pictures of themselves holding a fish. I have never heard another woman say, “He looks hot holding that fish…I should swipe right.” So guys, I’m glad you like to fish but when it comes to dating apps…leave the fish pics on your phone. Here’s the problem. Looking at photos on a phone is about the worst way to decide if you find someone attractive. I find people attractive after sitting down with them, listening to them, and getting to know them. If I had just seen their pic on Tinder…I would have swiped left immediately. To make the problem worse, most profiles have zero helpful information, and I’m not interested in guessing who they are as a person, so I’m just going to swipe right or left simply based on photos…and that fails 99 percent of the time. Long story short, I like face-to-face with people, and if it goes well, his face will be in my pussy, and my face will have a big smile on it.