Moody Meow

Liberal, lunatic lassie, with mood swings and foot-in-mouth syndrome

When I had things to do

Posted on | March 1, 2009 | No Comments

Not that I don’t have things to do right now, I do. I could rework my resume for my Monday morning onslaught of the job boards. Or I could clean the bathroom. I should finish these edits, but I think my eyes may bleed soon, and not in that cute, horror-movie kind of way (yes, bleeding eyes can be cute, I guess. Depends on your sense of humor).

My date on Friday with the unemployment office and their class to reintroduce us to their website went well, all things considering. It was interesting to see the different kind of people. From the scars and permanent dirt under their fingernails, I recognized a few construction people. One guy wore a shirt emblazoned with an electrical company’s logo. I wondered if he had worked there, or if he bought the shirt second hand. Then there were a few older ladies. I imagined that they were the rock-star admins that had been with a company since its inception, and decades later, had to be let go. A few hipster kids, with their skinny jeans and bored attitudes arrived late. But more than anything, I realized that the faces before me mirrored my own worry. The class facilitator informed us that we were not alone. The reality of this wave of unemployment is that we are going to be amond many, both the employed and the unemployed who are scouring the job boards and want ads for our next job. Many are underemployed, and I feel like that’s worse.  How demoralizing would it be to get up every morning knowing that you are going to a job that won’t pay the bills? I makes me ill.

But I may have a very groovy opportunity on the horizon, news on that later.

Meanwhile, I spent some quality time with my friend Chris and her hubby at Widmer. She not working, by choice, and loving it. We had a lot of laughs, a great time. She doesn’t want me to get a job until after after summer so that we can spend time “getting drunk at the river.” I don’t think I would get much done in terms of my writing, but it is a tempting offer.

Now that Sunday is almost complete, I will punctuate my weekend by cleaning the litter box. I am such a fucking rock star.

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