As I shared with my boss during a mini meltdown, stress reliever and bitch fest (known as my annual review), my career seems to be the only thing out of balance in my life right now.
Yes, probably not the best thing to share with your boss but it is what it is.
Yes, the job industry is pretty crappy right now so instead of me doling out my resume and having to beg the recruiters to please stop calling (slight to moderate exaggeration), I’m damn near offering “services” just to get my resume read.
I’ll be damned if the majority of the EXACT type of field I’m interested in haven’t been at the same place – a pretty popular private college here in California (a little hint, their football team is amazing even though they’ve been banned from the Rose Bowl for a while).
One of the worst hangovers and one who I really feared for my safety is employed there – Full Metal Jacket. I know, I’m long overdue with the story about how that relationship went from 0 to over in under 60 days, but trust me, this dude was a special case.
I’m so unnerved at the thought of seeing him again, let alone working anywhere near him, I don’t give any of these positions a second thought.
A few weeks ago while at a stop light, I glanced over at a motorcycle waiting beside me and felt palpitations and nearly sank into my seat!
No- it wasn’t him but if I’m that worried about seeing this nut in traffic, I sure as hell wouldn’t consider sharing a lunch table with him.
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