Should I stay or should I go?

This is the current musical theme to my life... should I move to Norway or should I stay here? Everyday I have a different answer. If it's an answer that's required.
I don't know what I'm talking about anymore. There are always so many different reasons for so many different things.
Oh yeah, and the telemarketing gig is over. I stuck it out as long as I could (with very few drinking trips to the bathroom for those who were worried by my last post), but they kept trying to get me to embrace lying and for some reason I was incapable of it.
When one guy told me he had just declared bankruptcy and my supervisor said I should have sold to him anyway, I knew I wouldn't be doing the job for all that long.
But I did try picking strawberries which almost crippled me for life.
Kudos to those who can actually make money at it. I picked berries for over 8 hours and I made $30.00 overall... yee-haw, no thanks!

Still looking for work, qualified for everything and nothing at the same time.
Everytime I go to an employment centre, the counsellors always tell me I have a GREAT resume (sometimes I imagine them saying it like Tony the Tiger).
So then why can't I find a job if my resume is so awesome?
I will never give up!