Happy Hour dear readers!!!!
On the 'fo' real tip.' Over the past few days my blogs have garnered a lot of support from friends, friends of friends, and strangers. Apparently my comedic chronicles have given people something to relate to. For all the comments and messages I have received thank you so much *hug.* Writing these chronicles has given me something to look forward to... so I have decided to take it one step further....I may have something in the pipeline although far to early to talk about, but for now I need your voices and your help.
It has come to my attention ( from my mother of course) that posting my chronicles may prevent me from getting a job. She 'voiced,' (by voiced I mean nagged. If you have a Jewish mother you know the drill. " You never call. Are you eating enough? How is your gentile boyfriend doing?") her concerns after running into an old friend of mine from dirty jersey. This old friend mentioned that he has been keeping up with my notes, and enjoying them. Instead of feeling proud that I am making people laugh, she reminded me that employers can check my facebook.
Although my profile is private to all but my friends, there is a chance that a prospective employer may read my chronicles. To be honest, I feel what I am doing here is important in strange way. It's not just important to me, but it is important to those that read it and feel they are not alone; because you are not alone. So if an employer somehow ( through the grace of stalking tactics, espionage, or that they know a friend of a friend...sorry I've been watching a lot of Burn Notice. It makes me feel espionage-y) managed to read what I have to say and decides not to hire me based on my candid facebook side, then they are not an employer I want to work for. More importantly, this reminder has given me the urge to reach out to those who find what I'm doing to be helpful. Here's where I need your help
A lot of you are unemployed, under employed, or simply hate their jobs, and I want your stories. You can send me your unemployment horror stories, your current job horror stories, your tips on how to stay cool at work or on your couch, or your struggles paying off your student loans. Whatever your message is that you want others to hear, send it my way. E-mail it to me confessions13@gmail.com. It doesn't have to be long, and it doesn't have to be funny, it just has to be you. I will post them as they come in. Either on facebook or on my blog site. You can tell me to leave your name anonymous, and you can alter your company name if need be. You deserve to be heard, and so do your friends. If you know someone who could use a little encouragement send my note their way. I want to hear from them as well.
This doesn't mean you will not still see posts from me. Every time something funny happens in my unemployed life, you guys will be the first to know.
Also if you want someone to talk to I am always around for a friend, a friend of a friend, or a stranger.
I hope you guys are having a great evening. I know I am preparing myself for Burn Notice's season finale, tonight 10pm on USA. http://www.usanetwork.com/series/burnnotice/ This show is fucking awesome. If you watch it, you are also fucking awesome. Fiona may need to eat a sandwich, but she is still hot sauce.
Also, I had dinner with my bestie Claire this evening and this is a conversation I found entertaining. After seeing a girl waiting for the bus on Wisconsin ave. casually dressed, with a suitcase, smoking a cigarette, wearing too much makeup ( even doing a drive by girls notice EVERYTHING), about a block away from a strip club this conversation follows...
Claire- See that girl...she's a stripper.
Me- How do you know that?
Claire- You can always tell who they are because they have suitcases and they're taking the bus.
Me- Ouch
Claire- Well it's true! And i don't know how the fuck she needs that much space when her clothes are <> this small and she could fit them in my purse.
Me- But her shoes are < >this big and I can't even fit in my trunk.
Claire- Ouch
Me- Well it's true!
and it is Claire...it really is.
Good night!
P.S.- I reached my tag limit so pass it on!
P.P.S.- Jared do not show this to mom please!
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