Master Ranger

Epic Fail

Posted by MasterRanger on Jul 25 2008 | Comment now »

Loosers. We all know one. Sometimes they’re in the family, sometimes they’re people we’d otherwise call “friend”.

Which brings me to the story of a looser that’s come into my home. Once upon a time he was a gamer I’d played with. He was good, he was smart, he didn’t take any crap. I’d talk to him on Ventrillo or the phone and he seemed liek a worker. You know one of those people who’d work doing anything if he needed to, in order to get ahead.

Well, times got hard in the shithole he called home. Apparently Chicago’s got the Cubs, the NASDAQ, and nothing else of value. For months my boy couldn’t find work. He had to quit his gaming, gave up his computer, and was hoofing it everywhere “looking for work”.

When on the phone I said he should come down to my neck of the woods. I asked what he was looking to get into for work. He replied on a couple of occasions “I dont care man. I’ll do anything. Just need some money.” So I opened up my home, offered food and shelter while he found “anything”.

In the week he’s been here, He’s either turned down, or turned his nose up at the idea of waiting tables, assembling displays at a local sporting goods chain, a position at a local hobby/craft store, and one at a local fabric shop.

He’s had two interviews at Home Depot, but I doubt seriously that he’s going to get full time there. And full time is what he’s gong to need to get the hell out of my house.

Only 165 bucks for a plane ticket to Chicago.