At the holiday party, a coworker came up to me on the dance floor.
“Isn’t this so much better than contracting?” Continue reading “Job Security”
Job Security
Tag: Unemployment
Scenes from a Job Hunt: A Phone Interview
Hi Betty,
My name is Mary and I’m with Regal Awards. We are looking for a freelance content writer.
Please email me if you are interested so we can set up a quick phone interview.
Thanks,
Mary Continue reading “Scenes from a Job Hunt: A Phone Interview”
Starting Again.
A few days after I was fired, an ex-coworker I was just beginning to get to know and like reached out to me on LinkedIn: Continue reading “Starting Again.”
A New York Conversation
I forget where I was going. Downtown to meet a friend at a cafe or to run an errand just to get myself out of the house. Somewhere. But the train was crowded with people in thick coats and I was already pushed up against one of the poles.
Continue reading “A New York Conversation”
A Quiet Afternoon at the Lost Sock Department
A few months ago I started what seemed like the interminable task of uploading thousands of photos from my old Macbook to Google Drive. Continue reading “A Quiet Afternoon at the Lost Sock Department”
The Unemployment Diaries
On the E train downtown, I took a seat near the door and turned on my Kindle. A small, dark man in baggy clothes who’d been behind me on the platform stepped on and stopped. I wondered if he was looking for a seat and scooted down closer near the door to make room on my right, but he stayed standing and looked around. He looked relatively clean and wore a dark jacket over a grey hoodie. He had on a North Face backpack. A bottle of Axe body wash was tucked into one of the side pockets. Continue reading “The Unemployment Diaries”
“Way Past Robitussin”: On Not Having Health Insurance
A million years ago I worked at Costco as a seasonal worker. I met a varied cast of characters:
- A guy named Louie who moved to California from Brooklyn, to where he would never return because he got shot at “too many fucking times” – this he said to me with his hands in the shape of a gun. (I am certain Louie was not from Park Slope). Continue reading ““Way Past Robitussin”: On Not Having Health Insurance”
The Sunday Seven: Unemployment
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| “She doesn’t even go here.” |
Greetings from a Starbucks in Charlottesville, Virginia, where yesterday I saw my first college basketball game: UVA Wahoos vs. Virginia Tech Hokies. UVA won. I’ve never seen such a united display of school spirit, even though it seemed my classmates had plenty of it. I just didn’t. I also never paid attention nor participated in any sporting events aside from badminton. Though I did go to one football game at Berkeley (vs. Oregon) and sat on the wrong side. In a sea of folks dressed in forest green I said very loudly, “What color are we?” Continue reading “The Sunday Seven: Unemployment”
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