Some Canadians seem to have forgotten we're ALL immigrants…

This is a last minute blogging topic that popped into my mind just a few minutes ago.

What happened was, while I was relaxing and reading my book, outside in my neighbourhood, a guy was yelling his head off, screaming about parking spots, and throwing curse words out there. 


Curious, I looked to see what the problem was. Turns out, a Chinese family has parked in front of the house next door and one of the residents, a Caucasian male, came out and started yelling at the family, telling them they’re ‘a**sholes‘ and they’re parked on his property which leaves him no room to park his own car…


And it’s understandable; I sometimes share the same frustration of other neighbours parking their car on my property – but everyone needs to understand that the rise of families renting because they can’t afford their own homes means 10x more cars than there was before. I have to share the parking spaces with my tenants, and also my neighbours tenants, etc. You can see how 2-3 families in one house, with an average of 2 cars each can cause a lack of parking spaces on the curbs.


But that’s besides the point. The man yelled ‘stupid f**king Chinks‘ before storming off. And that kind of pissed me off (because even though I am Canadian, ethnically I will always be Chinese). And keep in mind, I never got along with this particular household to begin with because they’re all 30-40 years old men living together and there’s always a new resident while the old one leaves… sketchy eh?


It infuriates me to think that a lot of Caucasians think that they belong to Canada because they’re “white”. NO.


I am as much of a Canadian as you are, buddy.


Because you know why?


We’re all immigrants, and yes, despite me being born in Canada, I would still consider myself an immigrant. My kids in the future will still be immigrants.


Because, Caucasians, Asians, Hispanics, etc. no matter what the generation is, will always be immigrants in Canada.


The true Canadians are the First Nations people that inhabited Canada for centuries, before it was discovered.


Canada is a land of immigrants now but before all that, it was the land of First Nations.


And “white” people seem to forget that.

The adventue of job hunting… yay! (NOT!)

As some of you may know, I’ve left the best job I’ve ever had back in May (so come 2 more days, it’ll be officially 2 months since I’ve been unemployed). 
I had conflicts with some of the managers (it wasn’t a major reason) and they cut back my hours significantly that I couldn’t even make ends meet on my phone bill and credit card bills (Put it this way, I was officially working 13 hours/week or 26 hours per paycheck during the last few months I was employed there).
Of course, if things hasn’t changed, I would still be there – laughing with my co workers, texting on the floor, playing with gadgets/electronics, staff price shopping, etc. Trust me when I said it was the best job – because it literally was like getting paid to hang out with friends. 
So, as soon as I left the job (well, not even – I started looking before I handed in my two weeks notice… and I’ll get back on why I didn’t find a job before my two weeks notice), I’ve scattered the internet for various jobs that I can see myself working for and that’s usually customer service and selling electronics.
I’ve applied to all major retailers I can think of in the Downtown Vancouver area (I’ve realized it’s much easier of a commute from home and from school than my previous job). I’ve got lucky enough and some called and some ignored my amazing application.
 So let me filled you in all my 100+ applications and a few of my interviews. 
Of all my resumes sent, only a handful of selected employers contacted me.
Now it goes two ways:
1) Great, I would love to set up an interview with you!
2) I’m sorry, this is for a full time position and since you’re in school, we cannot accommodate to your schedule.
And lucky me, for the interviews I did attend:
“Sorry, we’re actually looking for a full time position… I should have mentioned that on the phone.”
And some retailers *ahem*, decides to keep me on strings. They’ll call, I’ll head to the interview, they like me, they’re okay with my schedule… “I’ll get back to you in two weeks”… don’t hear for them about a month… calls me back and says, “Yes, we’ll like for you to come in for a second interview”
Yes… I’ve given up on working for those retailers because of how disorganized they were (and trust me, business was not the problem).
Oh, as for the employers that ignored my resume… I see them posting ads looking for associates… which baffles me because my resume qualified for what they were seeking for.. uhhh??
So, after being discouraged with my stupid full time school schedule, I realized – I’m only in school for another year and a half… why do I need to put so much stress on myself (the jobs I was applying for are sales target orientated and I do get stressed out easily when I don’t hit targets)? On top of that, come August 2014, thanks to my paid co-op, I’ll have a new job.. guaranteed
Now, I’ve decided to just apply for cashier positions in mostly groceries stores/drug stores that opens late (I need my employer to have late hours so it allows me to fit work hours after my afternoon classes). I’ve done POS positions and enjoyed it fairly well. I just need something to get me through until my co-op kicks in. And I just need a job that won’t cause me that much stress. And cashier positions are usually the most flexible positions with scheduling.
Right now, my application for Shoppers is just a few days old so I’ll wait patiently for them to give me a call.. hopefully. My boyfriend is helping me out by putting out a reference to one of the managers for the company he works for but of course, in a different location (NEVER work with someone you’re dating… unless you guys are set to marry or something)… and as for me, I’m still constantly refreshing the part-time jobs categories of various job boards.
I really, really, really, need a job ASAP. 
I don’t know what to do with all this free time.
PS: For those who are wondering why I handed in my two weeks notice before securing a job… I did secure a job over at my local Value Village thanks to a friend… but clothing retail doesn’t work out for me. I didn’t like the people there, the environment, and the work environment. I left after orientation and decided it wasn’t my thing.