Free Lancing Sucks

Today, I have realized that leaving a job that I loved, and made damn good money doing, to go back to school to become a journalist, is the biggest mistake I've ever made. It's a bigger mistake than the times I've been arrested for driving after drinking. A bigger mistake than sleeping with the more-than-I-care-to-admit women that I've woken next to the past 10-years. But I just found out that the job I've been working for the past two years, and putting in 50+ hours a week since the get go, has just taken a large budget cut and my hours will now be, get ready for this shit, 15 FUCKING HOURS A WEEK! How does anybody expect a 31-year old journalist, who's been barley making it by at 50+ hours a week, make it by on 15 hours a week? I started searching the job boards and the endless number of employment sites (Monster, Yahoo, Findajob, Blah-Blah-Blah-Blow Me) to find a new place to call my employer. But what really pisses me off about this gigantic budget cut the website I work for just took to limit all employees to 15 hours a week, the fucking head editor is hiring new cock suckers to work! And guess who it is that gets to train these hour stealing mother fuckers? You got it. Freddy in the Fucking Chi. I graduated from Columbia; the art school, not the smart school. Three-quarters of the guys I work with graduated or will graduate from there as well. There are a few guys who went/still go to DePaul and now, these new co-workers of ours all attend/attended Northwestern. I'm not saying that this school or that school has the better j-program, well, I guess it seems like I am doesn't it? My boss and my bosses boss both graduated from Columbia. My bosses boss grew up five miles from me back in the country. What am I even talking about now? I feel that I'm showing these new people how to do my job because at the end of the school year, my job is going to be their job. And if that is indeed the case, which I can't possibly know because certain bosses, bosses bosses or people who believe that they are my boss or my bosses boss pretend they know nothing on the matter can go it alone. Too bad those cock sucking instructors I had never told me that being a free lance journalist was the most unstable job you could have.