While unemployment isn't great news, I try to look for the silver linings. And it's true, I've been looking forward to the next phase of my life -- getting some errands done that I previously didn't have time for, finishing the gargantuan third-semester critical thesis for my grad school MFA program, cleaning my apartment, getting an oil change, you know, onward and upward. Oh, and starting a blog too :)
It was at 8:08 this morning that I was jolted awake -- not by my alarm clock, but by my phone. I stumble into the living room to pick it up, and it's one of those telefundraisers for local police and fire departments. The guy on the other end of the phone goes through his script, and then asks, "So how much can you give today?" (Clearly, it was never an issue with him that I might say no.)
"Dude," I said, "I just got laid off from my job Friday. I'm not giving money to anyone right now."
"Is that a temporary or a permanent problem?"
"Listen," I said, "If I want to donate, I'll give you a call, okay?"
Thus begins Day 1 of my post-Census life.