On Losing My Job...

The past few years my job has been touch and go to say the least. I always loved the people and the company I was working for, but lets just say it was never the most stable environment. Well kids, the day has finally come when I pack up my cubicle, say goodbye to my interns and go home to face a new dawn of unemployment, job searching and thoughts of grad school. (oh, and xanax!) I have never been laid off before, and have not been without a job since before I had one at age 14.

When I was working, sitting in my little cube, I often wondered what other people that were not working did all day. And why weren't they working anyway huh? Lazy bums, living off of my tax money. I knew there were people out there around say 2:30, just hanging out. No kids, not in school, not at work. Did they go to the beach? Maybe the movies? Did they stay home and look at porn all day? I had no idea. Whenever I got too curious my boss would always show up behind me blah blahing something that I didn't really want to hear, and didn't necessarily care about.

Now I join those porn obsessed, beach-going movie watching bums. And, I have to be honest. I've never felt more emancipated in my life. So far I have gone to the gym, planted some flowers, cleaned the house, did laundry and some other piddly housewifey things. It feels great! Everyone should get laid off! (well, not EVERYONE, as that would cause a major problem) Monday I will file for unemployment, and the job hunt has already begun. This is a new adventure for me. I will keep you posted!

First task of today: Buy more beer.