Where do I start?

I think I am about to burn a hole into my cellphone. My thoughts racing, screaming almost.
"RING YOU JERK, RING!"

Silence.

Ok, that didn't work. I stare and stare and find myself barganing with this object.
"Please ring. If you ring I swear I will do the dishes more often, never ever tell a lie and smile at every person I encounter."

I'm beginning to think that my unemployment is karma's way of getting back at me for being a psycho in a past life. I want that phone to ring and I want it to be one of the places I've interviewed with calling to tell me how they would be over the moon if I joined their team!

It started when I was called into my boss' office one Friday afternoon. I had been working there for about two months when he springs the news on me... my drug test has come back positive. I was immediatly terminated.

I was baffled. Not just because I know I hadn't done any drugs, but because I wasn't supposed to even be hired if it was positive. I figured everything was ok because I was hired and had been working 5 days a week as a supervisor.

Next I was furious. Well, I became that way after breaking down crying because of my lack of money and loss of dignity. I asked what they found, and he said they didn't tell him. I asked to re-take it and he said his hands were tied. Corporate needed me gone ASAP.  In Texas there is a law protecting employers by giving them the freedom to fire an employee with out reason. As someone who is planning to go to law school I went down any avenue possible to clear my name (er, urine). I wasn't able to get my job yet but they did vouch for me when I filed for unemployment since you are not eligible if your reason for termination was a failed drug test. Thanks!

The only answer from the lab I got was that I had flushed the toilet when doing my test. I told the woman that I would re-do it if it could possibly do harm to the results. She said it wouldn't and I believed her.
ugh. 
This is where my journey began almost three months ago. I am tired and frustrated but still manage to laugh at myself on occasion, something my boyfriend finds bewildering. Other times I am just as pissed about my unemployment benefits as I am about my lack of job... but that will be saved for the next post. I plan on bringing my readers along with me as I hunt, and although it may have been done a million times over, each person has a different path. Lately mine just seems to have landmines around every corner.

Until then, 
Jessie


P.S -Yikes! the phone is ringing!


P.P.S - Its just my mom... (I love you mom, but I thought you might be my future employer!)