Entries from February 2009

February 15, 2009

Live Gym Entertainment

My fellow gym-goers persist at being an odd bunch. There’s the Indian man who exercises in a dress shirt, slacks with a leather belt and running shoes. I assume he’s really letting loose by leaving the tie at home. There’s the absurdly fit middle-aged woman who gives herself pep talks when her trainer isn’t around [...]

February 6, 2009

Begging To Occupy the Coveted Spot at the Bottom of the Totem Pole

The interviews continue, two more to be exact, both of which are at establishments that currently are in a hiring freeze. So basically I’m ironing my shirt and skirt, putting makeup on and wiggling into nylons which I then triple check for runs for no reason. That’s a lot of foreplay with little chance of [...]

February 3, 2009

Come on over, I’m in cardboard box #32256.

A month before I moved across the country, my loving grandfather penned me the following email:
Hi Tootsie:
Welcome home. I hope you had a pleasant and fruitful trip to California. The job market is not as expansive as it was six months ago. I hope you have some good leads in California before [...]