in the wrong line of work

Yesterday after a rather frustrating day of job searches in which everyone wanted at couple of years' experience in the field (which wasn't my own), my browser did something that blanked out the online job history I had just completed for a job. That's when I stopped for the day.

Sometimes job hunting makes me

feel like a goldfish in a sushi bar.

I'm a fish,

But nobody wants to put me in sushi.

I might be golden,

And have fluttery fins,

But my body of experience is

too small,

To fit into the pretty little rolls

Chef Craigslist is dishing up today.

But today is a new day,

And someone once sang that

to a goldfish,

The little plastic castle is a

surprise every time.