Job Hunting

I'm looking for a job today. I don't want to be but I have to. I don't mind working but I hate doing bad jobs and that's all that's on offer at the minute. My big hairy man-beast boyfreind is considering getting a job as Santa Claus this Christmas. If he was Santa I might even consider being Santa's little Helper again this year but y'know, it's a harder job than it seems. Parents are not real human beings around that time of year, they are like zombie robots. I guess it's how they deal with it all, the kid's whinging and wanting evrything. Anyway, I'm disgusted with myself. It's only September and I'M already talking about Christmas. The shops haven't even started yet.