It Makes Sense In My World.

My mom called to tell me she is applying for a position at the Orange County Regional History Center.

She has no background in history or public history.

She has never worked in a history center.

I even said to her, “So basically one of the few jobs in Orange County I could hope for after I finish my master’s degree? And one of the only internships available for me through UCF during my degree?”

Her: “Well I’m sure they have plenty of internships. And why wouldn’t you want to work with me? I worked for the county before, I’m sure it’d be basically the same thing.”

It’s discouraging enough worrying about a poor job market while I’m working my ass off in school.
And dealing with my parents splitting up and my sister causing me extra stress.
Now I might have to consider my mom as job competition?

Honestly, if she gets this job, I seriously doubt I will have any motivation left to finish my master’s degree.

What would be the point if the jobs I want don’t even look for someone with this degree?

FML.
I should’ve just gone to fucking Miami back when I was 18. Apparently six hours away is still not far enough. 

*Clause: I don’t hate my mother. Sometimes she just seems to do things that reminds me she isn’t thinking of anyone but herself. And I just somehow manage to still find myself shocked in the end.