OUT OF WORK.

November 09 was the last day I worked a full time job. I worked for this flower shop doing customer service and sales. It wasn't a bad job other then the owners we're crooks.  But that's another story, so for the last year or so I've been collecting unemployment and working part-time with a top of the line catering company and the money has just been enough to get me through. So I decide to go back to school again, for one thing my student loan payments get put on hold and I get to study something I'm passionate about which is films.  I have to say I'm getting a little lazy when it comes to looking for a job, I hate working these jobs and I'm ready to take my career by storm. I'm just not sure which way to go. But being out of work doesn't seem to be helping. I can't leave my house, I don't really feel like talking to people, I'm  not depress at all, let me make that clear. I like being alone, I really do. That's what being out of work does for me. I get to be alone, sometimes that worries me. I have no desire to be with anyone, no desire to love , but just to be out of work.  I 've been to several interviews but nothing. Things seem to go fine while I talk to them over the phone. I've had several phone interviews, with Lens Crafter, Sunglass Hut and everything seems fine, until  I come in and they realized I'm black. After that all the calls stop , I never heard from them again.  So I'm out of work for another day and it's not so bad because I get to spend it alone and that's never so bad