How I became homeless

Well I recently got out of the Navy and I had my own spot, etc. Looking for a job wasn't too easy and trying to pay for a two bedroom apt with a roommate who didnt have a job either was pretty troubling.
By God's Grace I got one doing the same thing I was doing in the Navy. Medical assistant. That job lasted a whole month till I was let go because at one point in time i had to take off work twice to scrounge up money to meet the final payment notice on my apt or lose it. Both times I called in, but the staffing company told me "you're not allowed to take off for personal reasons whatsoever." Wait...WHAT?
In hindsight, MAYBE I shouldve said to hell with the apt, and maybe I'd still have the job? Who knows.

Anyways, I left with my roommate and we went to South Carolina in search of better opportunities. Being that we lived in a small area, it was close to impossible, and I saw my roommate find himself slipping back in to hanging with the wrong crowd. Eventually the wrong crowd, his cousin, finally hefted the straw that broke the camels back and added a brick. Everyone had to go, because the idiot didn't know how to conduct himself. So an we came to an executive decision and I returned to Florida, to stay with his old girlfriend who agreed to help in light of the situation.

(MEANWHILE I'm getting calls from clinics and hospitals wanting me to come and interview for MA or Medical receptionist positions. You can imagine the frustration.)

Back in Florida, I'm on it, I can't stay with this woman too long because she's practically insane. LITERALLY.

I got a job at West and that lasted a whole week. I blame myself because I already know I have a sleep problems, hell I'd fall asleep standing up.
I worked from 3pm to 10:30pm. A decent time. I get home I just want to dream of splendor, but I can't because there is no peace in the house. From loud music to visitors at all hours. Sleep is impossible.

So, I lose that job, but I'm not stressing it. I put in more apps, get more calls, emails etc.

One day, I do HER a favor and take her sister's boyfriend to go run some errands, (mind you her, her sister, sister's boyfriend, her new boy are all felons and cannot hold a real job, nor had they even tried to get one the whole time they were there as well, except her, but she lost hers because of her ugly attitude), I come back to find her packing my stuff up telling me I have to go.

Now, this isn't legal but she had too many hoodlums there ready to cause a scene so I picked my stuff up and left, and well here I am. Inconveniently Homeless.