Do not read if you are sensitive to harsh language.

I moved to Kansas 3 months ago. I have applied at maybe 11 or 12 places and haven't even gotten an interview (or a follow-up call, or even a "sorry, we don't find you hire-able. Go away," call.) Ever so slowly, I've been running out of money. I sold my Wii, and with those funds, I got a local bank account. I made a car payment with my new checking account. I'm waiting on my economic stimulus package (I got the two letters that say, "Congratulations! Read this waste of paper and then spend the money!") which should have come this past week, but did not.

Anyway, so, my old bank account is defunct because the nearest office that I can make a deposit is about 900 miles away. I tried to buy groceries tonight because we are low on food here and I'm way overdue for contributing. Walmart doesn't take Temp checks, the kind the bank gives you before your personalized ones arrive in the mail. The amount of sheer bullshit that this constitutes is flabberghasting.

1.) Walmart gives you the check back when you pay with it.
2.) I have several forms of ID and a matching signature to go with them. Businesses only care about the routing number and the check number and matching signatures.
3.) The dude at the counter refused to discuss it further.
4.) I had to pay with a maxed out credit card. I thought I had 30 some-odd dollars left, and I had another 10 that I could transfer over to hopefully avoid the overdraft fee.
5.) Nope. I had 9 dollars left on the credit card, and 9 dollars left in checking. I can't even make a goddamn deposit because I don't have enough money for goddamn gas to the nearest goddamn Wells Fargo to pay for my goddamn overdraft fee cause Walmart is too goddamn prissy to take a check for $34.16 because they want to be so goddamn sure that I didn't steal that goddamn book of checks to help me goddamn fucking eat this week.
6.) Now I'm forced to ask my parents to make a deposit for me so I can pay for groceries which have suddenly doubled in value. ($35 overdraft fee)

So in conclusion, Fuck Walmart, Fuck banks, Fuck temp checks, Fuck Wells Fargo, Fuck the dude at the register, Fuck my fucking inability to get a fucking job, Fuck Alltell for fucking up my fucking address so I didn't get a fucking bill on time so I could get my fucking rebate on my fucking uncustomizeable phone that cost me one hundred fucking dollars so I could have a means of fucking contact for fucking Applebees to give me a fucking call on Monday, June 30th to let me know if there was a fucking available position and then not fucking calling me about the fucking job cause he's a fucking liar and I'm a fucking overexaggerating fuck and I don't even fucking know if he meant the 30th or the 7th but I'm reaching for things to be fucking pissed off about right now because... fuck.

(Lora, if you read this far, I'm sorry if it made your eyeballs bleed.)