Tonight I drove to Marion, IN because I heard a commercial over the airwaves yesterday about a seminar that was being hosted at the Hotel Marion, with tips on how to break-into the lucrative business of work-at-home medical transcription. Well, I went, out of sheer desperation, in hopes of finding a better way to make money than working at a goddamned bedding factory. Much to my surprise, it was a complete waste. Upon stepping into the musty, shit-brown lobby of the hotel, I found myself in the company of all walks of life, all from around the east-central Indiana area. The majority of them were obese old women with bald spots. But they were nice. There was even a point during the seminar in which we were ordered to "greet the person next to you," and the gorgeous old gal to my left turned and said, "Hi, I'm Cindy. I'm unemployed!" and laughed. Boy, was that the fun part.
The rest of the seminar consisted of this voluptuous woman named Monica in slight-goth attire describing how she changed her life around through the magic of work-at-home medical transcription, which could be obtained through purchasing a few "texts books," a Mavis Beacon Typing Tutor CD-Rom and taking "a few online quizzes" all for the slim price of $599! And through these simple, but highly educational quizzes, you could obtain the equivalent of an actual college degree! Boy, the crowd loved that part.
But I wasn't buying all the schmaltz, and got outta there before I burst my spread -not before taking a piss down the hall, mind you.
But hey, the trip wasn't a total waste: I mean, I got to go sight-seeing through Marion, IN after-dark, and I got a free purple pen. Not to mention the two cute high school girls in letterman jackets in the back row who smirked at me!
All in all,
Great Nite and Great Job!
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