Four years ago – almost exactly to the day – I lost my job. I hate that phrase, though. It’s not like I was walking along one day and suddenly misplaced it. “Hey! Where’d my job go?! It was right here a second ago, I swear!” More like, my position was eliminated. Out from under me. WithContinue reading “I Pray There is No Future”
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I Killed The Elephant
20 months. 330 positions applied for. 19 interviews with 15 different companies. The statistics are staggering – and depressing. When I walked out the front door of my last employer on October 22, 2010 I never dreamed my unemployment stint would last so long. What was novel and actually sort of fun in the beginningContinue reading “I Killed The Elephant”
Something Doesn’t Add Up Here
Back in November, right after I started collecting unemployment, the state of Washington told me I had to go down to the local Work Source office and sit around a room for a couple of hours with other jobless people as part of an orientation. I said, at the time, that there’s nothing more depressingContinue reading “Something Doesn’t Add Up Here”
Money And Benefits? Eww.
I’ve put up a bunch of posts the past week, but haven’t really talked about anything. I could say I was busy playing with the various post formats, and sharing photos of volcanoes and British socialites, and recounting anecdotes about alcoholic beverages. All those things are true, but I also think I’ve been studiously avoidingContinue reading “Money And Benefits? Eww.”
Clarifying My Words
Saturday, I had my parents over for dinner. In an ode to my Hawaiian roots, I cooked up an island-inspired feast of kalua pork and chicken long rice. I even whipped up Mai Tai‘s to wash everything down with, and fired up my “Aloha Mix” on the iPod. I’m nothing if not detail oriented (although,Continue reading “Clarifying My Words”
Champagne Wishes on a Sparkling Water Budget
With my finances suddenly dwindling, I’ve found myself cutting more corners lately. Gone are the extravagant weekly steak and lobster dinners. I no longer take the Maserati through the car wash, I scrub it with a bucket of soapy water and a sponge myself. Worst of all, I had to fire the maid (although really,Continue reading “Champagne Wishes on a Sparkling Water Budget”
Mark Petruska 