how low
Hasn't it been at least two years since last year?
I find it frightening and exciting to be looking back at what I've accomplished and avoided in the past year. It feels like at least 5 years have passed since I finished up my masters. At least 7 since I've been with Andrew(actually 2), at least 10 since I left Boulder in search of a new direction (that new direction being grad school in 2004). I suppose it is a sign of filling up my days and trying a lot of new things, crazy and mainstream.
This time last year I had barely finished and presented my thesis. I had lost most of my hair and my neck was one big knot. My bank account was always negative and I rarely spent a day with and for myself; I usually had some firm to contact, some letter to write, some plea for informational interviews or employment I wanted out the door.
Finally my networking paid off and my parents flew me to Portland for an interview. It was bitter sweet, getting a job, leaving Santa Rosa, leaving Andrew. But I was optimistic. It wasn't until midway through my summer in Portland that I realized how miserable I was, how much the firm had toyed with my psyche. It reminded me of how much I like to work hard, how I like to work with people, and how I really dislike business politics: sleazy through and through. I went on vacation to Virginia and when I returned to work I lost my job: two days after the official signing of the $700 billion dollar bailout. I haven't felt that relieved in a long time.
Two months later one of my best friends, in a similar situation, lost her job. Then other jobs started falling out around me. Our coffee shop customers stopped coming in for their usual. They are buying beans instead, making coffee at home or simply not coming in anymore. What have you been up to? "Unemployed, lost my job, looking for work".
So here is to a new year and a new president and more change than we have had the balls to consider in decades. Lets hope the low is low enough to convince Americans we've been doing something wrong.
I find it frightening and exciting to be looking back at what I've accomplished and avoided in the past year. It feels like at least 5 years have passed since I finished up my masters. At least 7 since I've been with Andrew(actually 2), at least 10 since I left Boulder in search of a new direction (that new direction being grad school in 2004). I suppose it is a sign of filling up my days and trying a lot of new things, crazy and mainstream.
This time last year I had barely finished and presented my thesis. I had lost most of my hair and my neck was one big knot. My bank account was always negative and I rarely spent a day with and for myself; I usually had some firm to contact, some letter to write, some plea for informational interviews or employment I wanted out the door.
Finally my networking paid off and my parents flew me to Portland for an interview. It was bitter sweet, getting a job, leaving Santa Rosa, leaving Andrew. But I was optimistic. It wasn't until midway through my summer in Portland that I realized how miserable I was, how much the firm had toyed with my psyche. It reminded me of how much I like to work hard, how I like to work with people, and how I really dislike business politics: sleazy through and through. I went on vacation to Virginia and when I returned to work I lost my job: two days after the official signing of the $700 billion dollar bailout. I haven't felt that relieved in a long time.
Two months later one of my best friends, in a similar situation, lost her job. Then other jobs started falling out around me. Our coffee shop customers stopped coming in for their usual. They are buying beans instead, making coffee at home or simply not coming in anymore. What have you been up to? "Unemployed, lost my job, looking for work".
So here is to a new year and a new president and more change than we have had the balls to consider in decades. Lets hope the low is low enough to convince Americans we've been doing something wrong.
posted by humble bee at 5:52 PM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home