Security job sucks

Ugh the life of a security guard is not for me. The place I wanted to work canceled so now I have to work at the usual place where I can't read or play games. Life sucks sometimes.

Security Job Boredom

Still working as a security guard. It's not as fun as I thought but it pays some bills. I would like to read more than just sit around and watch cameras all day. Thankfully, I found a way to do homework while working so I'm not bored to death. I just print off stuff from online and take notes about them. If I can't bring the computer with me to work, I'll just bring the internet with me!

First day(s) as a guard

My first day went...okay I guess. I kind of didn't get along with the captain. He's the boss under the boss. He's nice but I guess all the new stuff was getting to me which made it difficult to get along with him. I met the other guy I work with whose called Joseph. He's from Africa and he's training to be a cop. Joseph has a lot more experience than me. He was even a bodyguard for P. Diddy (don't know who that is) while he was in New York. The second day went a lot better since I got to walk around the factory. It's an easy job but it's so boring. I don't want to do this for the rest of my life for sure but it pays the bills so it's okay. I want a more mentally-stimulating job.

One of the parts of the job is to wand people when they set off the metal detector. The company makes gifts that often have diamonds and rubies in them (Holy Crap!) that can easily be snatched up and carried out. I swear I have to wand half the company during breaks. Why? Because if they want to smoke they have to go outside and if they want to go outside they have to go through the detector. I'm surprised how many people smoke, young people too. I thought smoking was out of fashion with all those ads on the TV. Mom says it's part of the culture in factory jobs which is kind of interesting. I could get some good stories from here.

Job coach and Training

Met with my job coach today and we finished my resume and my linkedin profile. Apparently, I had a linkedin profile that was...oh lets say five years old. Whelp, it's not like I was looking for jobs with linkedin anyway. Speaking of jobs, I start training at the security job tomorrow. I'll be working Wed and Thur from the ungodly hours of 8am to 4pm but at least I get paid which is good. Once I pay off some bills. I'm going to get me a ps4!

Security Job

A few weeks back I got a job working as a security guard and "tomorrow" is my first day. I say "tomorrow" because I'll be working the graveyard shift. Looks like I'll be working the job from my car. I'll sit in my car all day and flick the lights on if anyone drives by. Don't these people have a desk for me to sit behind or a monitor to watch? It doesn't matter. I get seventy bucks and that'll help pay my speeding ticket. I'll tell that story later...

Mice and "men"

So for the past few weeks, my family has been fighting the never-ending battle against mice in our house. Every few years or so a mouse finds its way into our house except this time, the mouse was either pregnant or two mice started a nest. After killing two mice, Mom discovered a third mouse hiding behind some food above the microwave. Mom's scream brought my dad and I to the kitchen where mom had trapped the mouse. We tried multiple things including trying to scare it into a trap and vacuuming the little pest. Dad got out a hammer and gave it to me to whack the mouse. I'm already afraid of mice, which I discovered today, and I didn't want to see a mutilated mouse smashed on a hammer.
So my dad took the hammer and told me to move the fridge so he could kill the mouse. In moving the fridge, I caused the change jar to almost crown my dad. Despite the efforts, and my hiding behind the threshold, the mouse got away. My dad teased me saying that at least now, he knew he had TWO daughters. Mom teased him by telling me that dad was too scared to hold the hammer himself and made me do it. So overall, my dad and I discovered that we're both wimps. LOL

Overload

Ugh, sometimes I just have these overloads in my head. It's like my brain's on fire. This really happens whenever my tech isn't working like my computer. Which makes me mad and causes me to lash out at people. I just hate it when my stuff doesn't work!! It frustrates me to no end. I gotta get my head cool. I'm going to take a break.

Don't say "no" until you know

I've been feeling a lot better lately. I've tried focusing on the little things and getting those things done. You know, "you have been faithful in the small things, now you can be trusted with the big things" kind of idea.
I got a part time job as a security officer which is great. I always address the guy as "sir" to be more professional. I mainly do it because I have a tendency to be too friendly with people and that gets me into trouble.
Now, I'm going to see a new company that's going to replace my old job aid people. I'm still a little nervous but I won't say "no" until I know.

Taco Bell interview

Today, I got to the interview twenty minutes early. I was let in even though they weren't open and told to wait. I asked one of the workers if I could buy a drink, it was a bad idea to have pizza for breakfast. They man was nice enough to let me have the drink for free. After finishing my second drink, I began to chew on the ice as I wondered why Taco Bell was playing nice music. It wasn't anything fancy, it just seemed...higher brow than what you would expect at a fast food restaurant. It wasn't radio music, there wasn't any lyrics, just instruments. That's when the problems started, the manager came up to me while I was chewing on the ice. New rule: Don't eat ice at an interview. Besides that, the interview went well, I'm hoping to have a job soon.

Bank phone interview

About three weeks ago, I had a phone interview with a bank. Whenever the interviewer would ask me to provide examples of experiences (Like how did I handle this situation or how did that situation turn out) I would reference a job experience that they apparently did not have on file. I don't know if I just didn't provide all my job references or if they didn't have all of them but I kept on confusing the interviewer. In fact, I wrongly blurted out that I had volunteered at Kroger which is a ridiculous concept on it's own. I don't know why I said I volunteered, maybe I was afraid they would be upset if I told them that I didn't work for Kroger longer that a few months.
I told my mom about the interview and the volunteer thing at Kroger that I made up "It was based on a true story" I said.

Up and Down

After having a great Saturday which carried over the week, I had to meet with someone from on of my helping agencies which brought me down. Could she talk any slower? I just wanted to get back to bed. Well, at least I played my part of being the disabled kid again. Every time I have to play that role, I feel a little more dead inside. On a different note, I'm looking for a new aid which isn't going any better. But my biggest concern, is the fact that I may not be able to go back to school because I won't have enough money. Thanks government shutdown...

New Job Coach

After much discussion with my family, we've decided to drop my current job coach and provider in favor of a group that focuses on people with autism. Let's hope they can help me.

Eddie Bauer shot in the foot

Why do I always shoot myself in the foot? Today, I went to an interview at Eddie Bauer. The road that enters the building was closed for construction so I had to circle around to find the entrance. I was so late, how late? About a half an hour late!!
Thankfully, they were understanding. Apparently their own employees have been confused by the detour signs.
But that's not why I shot myself in the foot.
I was caught off-guard by the interviewer.
She was so nice, she started talking about what her kids watch on TV and I went along with her and got off course. I did manage to steer the conversation back on course but then I started talking about an interview I had where I was late. I don't remember the details, it all happened so fast. One second I'm telling how good I am and the next I'm talking about how I was late for an interview. Somehow I had mixed up and said that I had been late for an interview once. I combined how I was late with the Eddie Bauer interview with an old interview.
How the heck did I get to that point?!?
Better still, what was I saying???
I restated myself that I had gotten to the interview early. I saved myself and hopefully they'll want to hire me. It's a seasonal job, but I really want that PS4...and pay off some bills.

New Job coach?

I may be getting a new job coach soon. We're dumping the old one in favor of a newer group that specializes in autistic people. One thing I'm sick of though is empty promises. I've been to two different job placement places for disabled people for nearly three years now and I've gotten maybe one job out of them. Most of the jobs I got I found myself. How are they helping me find a job if I find most of them. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate the help they've given me with my resume work, but I tired of them promising me that they'll find me jobs only to end up without a job for months on end.
On a related note, I've got an interview with Eddie Bauer, guess who did the work for that? (I'm pretty sure it was me...)

School Goals

In school, everyone has goals. Some want to me class president, others want to be captain of the football team. Me? I wanted my science teacher to hit me with a book. Let me explain.

When I was in middle school I heard this story circulating around school. Apparently someone had gotten the science teacher to throw an encyclopedia at him for making her angry. As I learned more, the legend started to evaporate and the facts became clear. The student had actually made her laugh so hard that she threw a pamphlet at him.

I decided that that's what I would do to cement myself in my school's history. I would be the second person to get a book thrown at them.

I believe I was in seventh grade at the time and the teacher, we'll call her Mrs. Bolt wouldn't be teaching me science until eighth grade. I waited for my chance to tease her. Mrs. Bolt wasn't a serious person at all, just the opposite. She was smart, witty and had a good sense of humor about her. She wouldn't put up with any crap of course. That's where I would strike.

I tried various methods of teasing her like interrupting her, fake-reading her mail and other methods to get her to laugh.

I finally got somewhere in eighth grade when I made an off-hand comment as she was passing the rows. I suddenly felt someone whack my head with a book. I saw Mrs. Bolt pass me smiling slightly. I was finally getting somewhere.

Finally, in the ninth grade, I won.

I don't remember what I said to her but it was funny enough for her to launch a small book at me from her desk. The book landed with a twack on the floor and everyone laughed. Even though the book didn't hit me, I thought I had made myself a legendary joker in school.

Today, I doubt anyone in my school remembers the incident, even my teacher. Who knows, maybe my memory is so bad I made up pieces of the story. But I do remember loving Mrs. Bolt, and I do remember she wacked me on the head. I may not be famous, but at least I got her to laugh.

First paypal check

Today, on Thursday the 29th in August, I got my first paycheck online. It was for the Batman article I wrote for Bad Haven. My boss paid me ten Euros....which came out to seven dollars and eighty five cents. Let it be known that this is where I started. Still, I was hoping for fifty dollars but you got to start somewhere. So I'm happy.

Me

Some days, after working with aids and coaches, I feel like they aren't looking at me, but at my autism. It's like my autism is the person they're focused on.

Freelance

I got a freelance job which pays a bit but I'm still looking for a real job.

2 breakdowns

I've had two breakdowns in in as many days. Yesterday morning, I received a call from a place that wanted to hire me. I really didn't want to go to the meeting, I had plans for the day and that sudden job offer just threw me off balance. Asperger's is not good with sudden change. When I told my dad that morning he said that I should go. He said I could do it with my other tasks. I got dressed and went to do a chore before going to the job. I went to school to get my books for the class I'm taking next week. I also wanted to know if my class had been canceled. My teacher had mentioned that if we didn't get enough people for the class it would be canceled. After waiting on hold for nearly twenty minutes I gave up and decided to head to the interview. In my confusion, I forgot that I had the job address in my pocket. I started to panic and tried to call my dad to see if he had seen the address. All of a sudden, my phone's screen went black. I tried to restart my phone but I had no luck. Tired and sweaty, I decided to head home. I told my dad about my experiences and he was able to calm me down. He said that I could go to the interview tomorrow. Dad said that sometimes plans change and that's a hard thing to get used to, especially if you're autistic. He said he had similar problems before. After some comforting and a shower, I felt a lot better.
To my joy, the afternoon turned out better. I received a notice from one of the sites I had applied at that they would like me to make contributions. Never in my wildest dreams did I think that I could get a freelance job like that. A freelance job may not seem like much, but it was a great opportunity to me. I immediately sent an email to my job coach hoping he share in my excitement.
Unfortunately, I didn't mention that the job was freelance. I didn't really consider the job a freelance job, I thought it was a pay-on-work basis kind of job. I told my job coach that I had found a job and that I had an interview at another place. The next day was better, at least until the afternoon. My job coach response was a little disheartening. I misinterpreted his message as one of disapproval rather than confusion. Since I didn't explain what the job was, he was confused. I told my parents about his response and they told me that I should've explained to my coach that the job was freelance. I reacted badly to this news. I thought I had done a good job and now it felt like my parents were bringing me down.

2 jobs

I got two job possibilities. One is working on a website where I will be contributing articles. I don't know how much it pays, if any, but it's a great way to get my foot in the door. The other is a call center job at Eddie Bauer. That job should bring in some good money and if it's part time, I can search for other jobs.

Part time security guard

Right now, I'm looking for a job as a security guard. Why? For several reasons.
First, I'm more nocturnal than diurnal for some reason so I think a job that requires me to work at late hours would be good for me.
Second, its simple and it'll allow me to look for other jobs while teaching me new job skills.
Third, I need some money anyway, and guard jobs usually pay well.
Finally, I might get some action!!
(And get to his somebody, who doesn't want to get paid for that!!)
Lets hope this job works out.

Insurance scam

Today, I went to an insurance company to apply for a job. It seemed legit, the email looked real and they asked me to show up in a suit. But that all changed when I called my job coach. He said that he had done some research and the first thing that came up when he googled them was the word "scam." This confirmed my fears that the company wouldn't be a good fit. I had done research earlier on the company and the reviews were absolutely horrendous. Many workers complained that the job was simply cold calling with too many hours. I expressed these concerns to the interviewer and he laughed off the negativity. He said that the reviews were from people who couldn't make the cut, but according to him, I was the right kind of  material they were looking for. My interviewer explained that I could retire within ten years if I worked hard. Apparently, the commission is very good. Never mind the fact that commission is based upon what I sell to people. I'm sure I could retire in ten years if I only get about fifty people to call back. I'm sick of these scam artists who waste my time! Thankfully, I got an interview out of it, so I got some practice. I should mention that the way the interview went down was exactly the same as my job coach described it. During our phone conversation, he described how he had an interview with an insurance company before he became a job coach where they told him how great he was for the job and how he could retire early within a few years. Anyway, I'm going to apply for smaller part time jobs. If I get some money in my pocket and some time I can continue to look for a good job and pay off my school bills. Maybe even save up for a PS4!!

New job possibility

I have a chance to get a new job. I know I don't update this blog a lot but that's mainly because I don't have much to talk about. Anyway, if I get this job I'll be able to afford to go to school! Personally, I don't like the idea of wearing a tie everyday but still, a management position sounds good. I would really like to get that job, I could buy so many games...lol

The ghost Check n Go

When I went to my interview last week, I was told that I would receive a math quiz within a few days. After waiting for five days I decided to call them and ask about my job status. What I got was an old woman with a static connection who claimed I called the wrong number. This was strange, this was the number that Check n Go gave me. Not to be deterred, I called the other local Check n Go to see if they knew anything. I didn't even get a ring tone this time. So I decided to call the main headquarters. Five minutes later I was talking with a representative who told me that she couldn't connect to the two companies either. She said that the addresses I gave her were not Check n Go stations.
So either the station I applied at closed down within less than a week. Or they never existed. I'm being sarcastic here but did I just see a ghost?
Tomorrow after my final game class, I'm going to see if I can't find that mysterious place.

Jobs again

I have another job interview with some group called Check n' Go or something like that. Here's hoping I get another job opportunity soon. I think that job at the call place fell out so onward to new jobs. I'm hoping to get a job as a writer on a news website or something. I'm sure that pays something. And it would let me work at my own pace.

Phone interview

About two days ago I got a phone interview with the company I've been interviewing with. I don't know how well I did, I'm told I have a good speaking voice, but I've also been told that I tend to slur my words. I hope I sounded ok, to be honest, I don't really want the job. My job coach keeps talking about this being a permanent position, like I want to call people for the rest of my life. I want to write and be creative for the rest of my life. But no one pays you unless you're good. That's one of the reasons I've made this blog to help improve my writing. I should apply to more websites that need writers. I may know little about computers, but I'm a competent writer. Hopefully more so than those who have the jobs I want.

Interview

Yesterday I had an interview. Today I learned that they want to schedule a second interview but I don't think that they want me because of my interview skills. I think they are just looking for people. Yesterday, I got a little too friendly with the interviewer. We talked about the show House and, according to my job coach, I went on and on about Hugh Laurie. I guess I just see people as either friends or foes. Like an off/on switch. I have got to remember that no matter how friendly people are, they aren't my buddy.

New Job? 2

On Monday I'm going to go in for an interview. Part of me is screaming that I don't want a job due to all the changes and the other part is excited about all the games I can buy with the money. I guess I'll find out if I get it tomorrow.

Repeat repetition

I remember a few years ago when I was volunteering at a school for autistic children and I saw a kid on the computer watching the train from Disney's Dumbo starting to pull the circus carts. The kid would click on the video over and over just to see that scene again. I asked his teacher what he was doing, she said that he enjoyed watching that scene and only that scene. I watched the kid some more and saw him click on the same scene in different languages. I think the last one I saw was Dutch. Despite having autism myself, I couldn't understand what that kid saw in repeating that process. What I didn't realize was that I had done the same thing throughout my life. I would ask my parents to replay whatever song was playing on CD in the car until they were sick of the album. In fact, I'm doing it right now. I'm watching Capital Cities' Safe and Sound for the fifth time. I'm just watching the same five seconds repetitively from 2:05 to 2:10. It's just fascinating to see those missiles fly into the air then fade into people dancing in rhythm to the base as the rest of the song drops out for those few seconds. I think I'm interested in how the movement matches up with the music. I can only speak for myself but maybe this is what that kid was enjoying so much that day.
Here's the link
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rWZr2F0qohA

New job?

I got a phone interview today but I'm already starting to freak out. I honestly don't want a new job. It's just too much change. I have this irrational fear that I won't be able to work on my stories, my blog, or work on getting into game design. Every time I get a new job I hear "Yep...this is it. My life is over. Might as well enjoy it because there's no where else to go after this." My parents have told me over and over that a job doesn't mean I'll be employed in the company for the rest of my life, but what if I am? I don't think I have the motivation to seek out another job. I don't even want to work full time. Part time would be perfect. I just want to...enjoy my life. I want to play games, have plenty of down time, write every once and a while and make connections with people who share my interests. I always say that but I think what I'm worried about is how the job will affect my life. Writing this didn't help as much as I thought it would so I'm going to end it. Wish me luck I suppose.

New meeting

Tomorrow I meet with my job coach again...I'm not looking forward to it. I didn't do too many job searches. In fact, I don't know if I did any. What with my sister moving out, my birthday and the sudden assignment I had to do, I've hardly had any time. I haven't even played my game that much. I need to get a new game soon. Something long with an open world. Maybe I'll get the GTA4. I do have a problem with getting that game though. There's some, no, LOTS of sexual content and Rockstar, the developer, basically treats their workers like crap. There have been lawsuits about Rockstar overworking their employees. I despise companies that demoralize their workers. When Rockstar falls, and it will, everything falls, I won't shed a tear. I'll probably launch a firework or two. Well, this got a little into my other blog so I'll end it for now.

Sleepy

Yesterday, I remembered something that I discovered back when I was in college. I, like many autistic people, take medicine to help me focus. This medicine often makes me unable to sleep so I have to take melatonin. Yesterday, I slept without melatonin. Why? Because I listened to something with rhythm. When I was very young, my parents could only get me to sleep by rocking me, violently. Not painfully, mind you, but with more force than is normally needed. The same principle applies with music that has a nice rhythm to me. I find that a good beat rocks me just like the rocking chair. I actually have a game that this effect on me and I was watching someone play it on Youtube. I wonder if the same applies to other autistic people. I know that autistic people are sensitive in that manner but I don't know if it applies to all. I'll post the music here. The game is called: Rhythm Heaven Fever for the Wii.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ZRjd3ic4pU

Meaning

So this is going to be a very special post. I told myself that as soon as this blog reach a hundred I would post this. My blog is titled grayngrey for a reason. As a person with Autism, I see the world in black and white. It's not a conscious effort, it's ingrained into my very being. At least it feels that ways sometimes. But all that changed about the time I was eighteen. I had been black and white for years, even embraced it. But I would beat myself up tirelessly, I couldn't let go of any of my mistakes. After a moment with my parents after a particularly bad day, I discovered that my parents forgave me for my sins and that if they and God could do it so easily then so could I. I'm not going to stand here and preach to you but it is what if felt. I'm not going to try to convince you that God is the answer or that my religion is the answer to your problems. I don't want to be seen that way. But I will tell you that after eighteen years of being black and white, I became gray and grey. For me, I try to see the world in shades of gray. So why gray and grey? I have always seen Gray as a darker shade and Grey a lighter shade. I must say though, going from black and white to grey is a tough experience. It often felt like I was poisoning myself and even today I still struggle to see the grey in life. But I have accepted more things and have been able to move beyond autism because of this philosophy that has become my motto: Life is found between the gray and grey.

Diluted

I've always felt diluted in terms of my disability. I'm not very autistic, but I'm not independent enough that I don't need help. I can find a job, but I can't really keep it. Why? Because I miss social cues I guess. It's not like I can't find a job, I just need help in the social aspect. But since all the social norms and rules aren't written down, I don't know what they are.

Diluted: 1. Make (a liquid) thinner or weaker by adding water or another solvent to it.
2. Make (something) weaker in force, content or value by modifying it or adding other elements to it.

That's what Merriam-Webster says. I'm not fully autistic and not fully...um...normal? But who wants to be normal? Normal is overrated. So am I less human? Nah. If I'm not less of something then I must be more of something! That's right, I'm a better human being than most people. Wa ha ha ha ha! Forget X-men, I'm the next step in evolution. Ugh, Okay enough of that joke.

I definitely don't have a disease, it's not something that can be "cured" in the normal sense. Maybe it's more like a birth mark. Just something you have to live with. LOL.

6/18/13

Today I met with my job coach again with my mother. I gotta say, sometimes I feel more like an art work being discussed by two people. What are my flaws? What are my strengths? What the heck was the artist thinking when he made this? lol. And, like a work of art, it's really weird if I put in my own opinion.

Motivation

Generally speaking, people that have ASD have problems with motivation. For me at least, this leads to procrastination and eventually panic when I realize I haven't done what I was supposed to do. Buy I graduated from college, you don't get a degree without a little discipline. So here's what I did.

I have a plan: I want to be creative in some shape of form preferably in video games (see my other blog). However, these jobs require a lot of work, so what I did to motivate myself throughout school and college was to gather info for my stories.

My degree is in history, so while I do enjoy history and reading (I am VERY good at history, lol) I looked for things that caught my interest while taking important notes.

Per example: while studying Chinese history I found out that the rise and fall of emperors depended on the Yellow River (yes I know it's an awful name). Why is this river so important? Well, first of all it flows through China. It's kind of like how the Mississippi river is important to us or what used to be the importance of the Panama Canal. The river was important to farmers and to trade. If the river flooded it would destroy many homes and towns. This disaster could be avoided if the emperor had control over the people and had them make barriers and dams. Should the emperor fail in this endeavor, the people would most likely start a coup. It wouldn't be long before the Emperor was dethroned by his own people or by rival politicians. Failure to properly prepare and control the river equaled failure to rule. Now keep in mind It's been 3 years since I've read Chinese history so I'm a little rusty. This is just my annotated version.

So I'm sitting there in my class thinking "This is really cool! An entire empire dependent on whether or not a leader could prevent a disaster. This would make a great story!" So I've begun to include this idea into my story.

This is what motivates me. The hope that someday I could use this knowledge to be creative. That's what worked for me though, I don't know how to motivate other people but it might work.

Get money like in a game

Why can't I get money like I can in games? You just whack an enemy and loot them, that's it! Ugh, whenever the days get bad like this I start to wonder if I would be richer if my job was like a game. Course... I would be breaking into houses, walking around A LOT, and fighting for my life on a daily basis. On second thought, maybe I should just look for a regular job. I would like to be able to use power ups though. Lets see those customers complain when I log a fireball at them. LOL

Social situations

I don't know how to interact with my parents sometimes. Mom says that sometimes you just need to be with someone without talking and enjoy their company. I know this sounds really selfish but autism says "unless I'm the center, I'm not interested." I don't understand how you can just be in a room with someone without really talking to them. Unless you're on public transportation or a waiting room, you should probably be talking with people. But maybe I'm just thinking about this too much. Or, more likely I've misinterpreted Mom's meaning. I do that a lot. lol

This is one of those days where I'm happy but kind of depressed at the same time. I wonder if I can keep a real job. I mean, how hard is it to screw up a job at Kroger? I dunno, I'm going to go play Skyrim and call it a day.

6/7/13

Today, I met with my job coach for the first time in a few months. He said that based on my Kroger experience there were two problems that cropped up. First, I couldn't do tasks without asking a coworker first. I constantly asked for my next task instead of looking for work to do. To be honest, I was trying to help my coworkers but I should've looked for work. The other thing I did wrong was that I became distracted easily especially in the toy area. I really need to stop looking at those toys when I pass by them while conditioning the aisle. I guess I just like going back memory lane. But I should've just avoided the toy area and found something else to do. Besides that, Jay said that I was doing right 95% of the time. I was on time, did what I was told and got along with the others.

So my mom's idea for a job is for me to work with a travel agency that takes people to Japan. I would get geeks and people on the autism spectrum to go and give them a tour. I'm already trying to learn Japanese, emphasis on try, and can learn about the great gaming sites in Japan and take them there. Now if I can just find a place that will let me go to Japan.

6/6/13

Alright, six views, that's a great start. So yesterday I got a call from my job coach. He was sick and forgot to tell his work who neglected to tell me. So I basically spent an hour in traffic with no air conditioning in the car. Nice... It doesn't matter though, I'm hopeful about our next meeting. Tomorrow my coach will be picking me up and we'll head over to the local library since my car is gone. The green car that my sister and I share died this week despite the new used engine we put in it a few years ago. So my mom is going to give us her car and the new used car we buy will be for her. Just as well, we get the car whose air-condition doesn't work LOL. My dad and I went to look at some cars at, oh whats that place called? Some car lot with the tag line "the way buying a car should be." I dunno, I can't think when I'm watching Property Wars while writing. :p Back to my coach, he's a nice guy but we had some problems with his company. I'll explain more later when I can figure out how to properly word it but I was able to write down most of the conversation so maybe I should post that and see what people say about it. Well, I hope tomorrow will go well, I need to cook something soon or I'm just going to pop in a pizza. If I don't prepare food, I just go for pizza.

First post

Ok, this is my first time I ever made a blog. To keep it simple, I'm John and this is my blog about my life as an autistic person and my search for jobs. I'm going to try to update every time something significant happens in my job search. That being said, I have already made posts about my job search but never posted them on a blog before. So I'll occasionally put in older stuff that will usually have a date on it so you won't get confused. I'm also using this to improve my own writing skills so I hope to see some improvement. I also hope this helps someone who is or has a child who has autism.