Man-Boy Oy

I received a call from you that you got fired from your 20th job. You'll be 34 soon, I dated you 14 years ago, and I lament at the fact that you still don't know what you want from this life and you haven't changed much since the boy whom my dad caught me making out with and whom he sternly told "don't mess with her future" to my complete detriment. What do I tell you except "I'm sorry this job didn't work out for you" again and again. You are way too intelligent, sharp and witty to be doing the kind of jobs you've been doing - not that they are not solid stepping stones to the next job that could take you somewhere, but you don't stick with these jobs long enough to prove yourself to form a good reputation. Believe in yourself, show them what you're made of and your potential, don't sell yourself short of the person I know you are. Nothing frustrates me more than watching someone deprive himself of the life he could have if he just took a chance on himself.