OBJECTIVE: Marketiering Mouseketeer Making Major Moola Writing Wacky Words Wierdly Without Worrying About Doing Any Working. WHY?:
NO PRIOR EXPERIENCE! (NO LIKE OF LYING).
NO CLUE OR CONCEPT OF CORRECT CONVENTIONS TO COPY-CAT! Me? OW?
NO PRIOR MEDICAL HISTORY OF CONSTIPATION! NO VIOLENT ARRESTS!
OVER 10 PSYCHIATRIC EMERGENCY HOSPITALIZATIONS AND COUNTING!
OVER 20 YEARS ACTING CAREER IN ACCTG., WITHOUT ANY SKILLS SHOWN AND DEPENDING ONLY UPON MY FRADULENT FAKED FACES: 4 FANS (Family)!
QUALIFICATIONS: Over 13 years of mandatory, divinely inspired daily journaling 4 difficulties in LIFE, WIFE, And Stress and STRIFE, plus all my promoting nightmares trying to get money out of countless bargain-hunting shoplifters 4 brains used belaboring my 1st BOOk!
WHAT/WHO ARE MY DISLIKES ABOUT JOB:
1. Having to place useless Copyright Labels on everything I write, because it's always so good that it attracts so many thoughtless, thankless, thieving freeloaders out of all the woodworks walling in all around me, tripping off terrible, debilitating bouts of paranoid seizures panic attacking me at every turn and unable to defend.
2. Lawyers liking to litigate legal ligations upon all my landfills of labored loot, by ingeniously inventing infractions of infinitesimal injury of minutely minor cost 4 their filthy lust of MY lucre.
1: Free food, drink, housing, clothes, and all funs fancied for all my families I'm friendly with, or else.
2: No boss, no expectations, no demands on me, no times required, no commute, and compensation as in 1: (above).
THANKS FOR VALUING ME BY BUYING MY WORDS THAT I VALUE WITH GREAT WORTH WITH JUST SUCH A SMALL PRICE TO PAY 4 U!
My Heartfelt Fight for Rights by Writing Wrongs
An impassioned personal essay dramatically conveying the leprous-like feeling of my first- hand, daily encounters on being afflicted with the stigma of mental illness. Relates and identifies well with discriminations of all others types in the universal language of wrongful injustices.
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