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I need money for gas. Any is appreciated. :) I have a small car so 20 dollars will fill the tank but just 5 dollars will give me a quarter of a tank. I have all my books and stuff paid for but gas is going up so any extra help would be so wonderful. I have just been recently let go from my previous employer so I am job hunting while attending school. I am going to a community college called Tri-County community college and its 20 minutes away. I am a full time student so I do a lot of driving back and forth. So any gas money donated will be used with the utmost optimism. Thank you for your time in reading this, I hope you have a great day.

Updates: September 11, 2011 - I have been able to get a part-time job which is good news, but the rest is just about the same. Thank you for your help Malum Designs
and Pete B.
Since my previous posts have yielded only four donations over the last five months I thought I would try this approach. My financial problems are quite real. If you find my fable entertaining please send a small donation.
- Fortuna vitrea est, tum cum splendet frangitur -

The Grasshopper and the Ant
A Classic retold by Joseph the Beggar King
Part One

Once upon a time, not so very long ago, there were two friends, the Grasshopper and the Ant. Why these two became friends is a bit of a mystery. The Grasshopper was a dreamer and a drifter. The Ant was a believer and an achiever.

In school the Grasshopper would look out the window without thought and only learned the subjects he found interesting. Sometimes he would fall asleep in Math class, other times when a angry teacher would jump him with a pop question he would give the correct answer in way that would confound them.

The Ant was a teachers dream, he soaked up every subject the system taught him, gave the correct answers in the correct way and got straight A s. He would delight his Math teacher by doing compound interest in his head. The Ant believed that what they taught him would help him succeed and was very completive. After graduating High School the Ant got an Academic Scholarship and the Grasshopper got a Pell Grant.

Within four years the Ant got two BS degrees in Business Management and Engineering. The Grasshopper dropped out after the first year. He went to live with the Rainbow Tribe for a few years. On the way to the bus station he found an old fiddle in a trash pile along the road and when he got station he was able to panhandle his bus fare. That was the Grasshoppers first beg.

The Ant took the College like a fish to water. During open Rush some Greeks invite him to be a brother in their Fraternity. He earned his dues by being the Frat Houses Accountant and made beer money by writing term papers. One day while visiting the Tri Deltas he watches the girls play volleyball and is amazed that even though they are playing a vigorous game not one of them breaks a sweat. It is there he meets the girl of his dreams, Polly Fishbane.

While the Grasshopper was living with the Rainbow Tribe he never meets the girl of his dreams, but it does not really matter too much because they believe in Free Love. So free, in fact, that after what you might call the Honeymoon he found himself getting a little bored with it. From the Rainbow Tribe he learns to live off the fat of country and from his new friend, Buffalo with Runs, he learns to live off the land. Buffalo with Runs was an very old Indian that was adopted by the tribe. He taught the Grasshopper what wild plants were safe to eat or use for medicines. He showed him how to set traps and hunt small game. Then, during one winter Gathering four people froze to dead because they were too stoned to come in out of the cold. The Grasshopper became very sad and hopped away.

The Ant is recruited by a Aerospace firm even before he graduated college and goes to work on the Apollo Program. He and his new wife Polly loved the Florida sunshine and settle down to start the American Dream. They decide to have two and half children. Even though the third kid looked a bit odd the Ant loved him as only a father can. With easy money down and mortgage tax deductions compliments of Uncle Sam, they get a house with a two car garage. Next they get two cars and the Rat Race is on. The Ant loves it! Working on the Apollo Program is more than a job, it is being part of history. Polly loves it! Raising their kids and Keeping up of with the Jones. She starts selling Avon products on the side. The Ant buys the best bass boat in the neighborhood, but only uses it once a year because he too busy working. He sets up his retirement funds and a small stock portfolio. Life is Good!

After leaving the Rainbow Tribe the Grasshopper panhandles his way across the country. He sets up in parks and subways where he pretends to play his fiddle while selling jewelry made of deer anthers and beads. The noise he makes with his fiddle sounds like a cat being killed and people give him money just to make him stop. Before the Cops run him off, the Grasshopper usually made enough in one day of begging to cover his needs for the week. When he is hungry he goes to a Soup Kitchen and when he needs clothing there are the Sharing Centers. Every now and then he lets some good hearted woman try to save him. Life is Good and he hops away.

The Apollo Program ends and the new Shuttle program does not start for a couple of years. The Aerospace company were the Ant works at does not win any of the new bids. They offer him a job in California at 20% less of his salary. Polly and the kids are in a rage. Nobody wants to move and leave their friends. The Ant sells his house at a loss because the real estate market in flooded by the laid offs. The one car and the boat are reprocessed. He sells off his stock portfolio for the down payment on the new house in California and even though money is tight the Ant decides to take the family on a short vacation to Key West to uplift their spirits. He finds the Grasshopper selling deer antler jewelry at the Front Street Market. While Polly and the kids go shopping, he and Grasshopper catch up and have a couple of beers. The Ant tells his friend about the laid offs and the move. The Grasshopper asks him - Are you Happy - ? The Ant says - Yes -. His friend says, - Good - . They watch the sunset and see a green flash on the horizon.
To be continue.

Hi,

I live in the NY/Tri-State area and have a good resume, but like many people, have not been able to secure work. My unemployment claim was rejected and I had to live off of savings. Now, I have to be out of my apartment by the end of the month (but do have family that I can stay with), overwhelmed with student loan debt, and penniless. I have fervently applied for jobs, in and out of my field and interviewed at several places, but nothing. I am a good worker and take pride in whatever I do, I just need the opportunity to do something.

Please help me get a job.

I have an IT, Finance, and accounting background, but willing and able to do any work that does not go against my moral principals.

Ever since hitting my early 20's, I have been on a terrifying rollercoaster ride, all within my own mind. After moving out, maintaining a steady job and relatively good physical and overall well being, I began to hear voices which only spoke to me, feeling rampant and unjustifiable paranoia, and uncharacteristic aggression, mostly brought on by the inability to sleep. After seeing a few different psychiatrists, I was officially diagnosed with schizophrenia, and began a regimen of taking 3 types of medication to treat it at different times daily. Fortunately, the medication I was prescribed has been well-received by my body, but, needless to say, three different types of medicine for such a condition are quite expensive, especially since I get them in bi-monthly or tri-monthly increments due to the need to take them every single day.
Since the diagnosis and through this long, strange trip, I lost my home and career, was institutionalized on two occasions, mutilated myself several times, suffered seizures when unable to pay for my medication, and have had several friends and love interests wash their hands of me, either out of dread or the social stigma associated with my condition.
Of course, I realize everyone has problems and financial worries are a large stress factor in many people's lives, however, I value my mental health foremost of my personal concerns, and would be grateful to anyone willing to help me as I continue my battle with this demon, which hopefully I can defeat and get back to living as a normal, functional person.
Thank you for reading, any help, and God bless.
-E