Being unemployed sucks. There's no way around it. Unless you get a fat severance package from losing your job, being unemployed is quite the opposite of the cat's meow.* For a few days after losing your job, it's kind of nice to sit around the house in your underwear catching up on all the daytime television that you haven't been able to watch since college. Drew Carey's gotten better as host of The Price Is Right, you know, if anyone was curious. While sitting around, eating and watching television, you start to think, 'hmm...I've got no more income...that can't be good.' But you're currently in vacation bliss.
*My first Pozterisk! I'm so excited. Where did the phrase, "the cat's meow" even come from? Doesn't it seem ridiculous. Lucky for you, my loyal reader, (no, I didn't forget the "s") I'm unemployed and have time to look things like this up. What I learned is that in the 1920s, cats were apparently awesome. In doing some basic internet research, I learned that The Cat's Meow was a 2001 film staring Kirsten Dunst, Eddie Izzard, Jennifer Tilly and a couple other people. In short, what happened while I was researching the phrase I originally meant to research was that my newfound ADD kicked in. Sorry.
Anyway, back to the original purpose of this post, my first on this blog. The worst part about being unemployed is not the money, though that part sucks. It is the sheer boredom that comes from having absolutely nothing to do. Ever. Well, aside from an interview. I have been one of the lucky ones. Since losing my job in December, I've averaged about eight interviews per month. Though I'm not sure if that should make me feel good considering the fact that I'm sitting here, writing about still being unemployed.
Hopefully this time of unemployment will make me wiser. It has certainly made me more inquisitive, if for no other reason than sheer necessity to shake the cobwebs from my brain. Today, for example, I tried to determine if there was any kind of correlation between the stock market and April 16, the day after Tax Day. There's not. I spent 37 minutes looking at it.
If someone who recently lost their job has stumbled upon this blog, I have some advice for you that you've almost certainly heard before. Well, a couple pieces of advice. One is to set a schedule. Don't let yourself sleep in too late. You're going to develop bad habits because you WILL go back to work at some point. Set time to look for jobs, go for a jog, write a stupid blog, etc. A schedule will help you, I promise. The other thing is do as many puzzles as you can. Your mind needs to stay sharp and sitting at home watching The View ain't gonna cut it. Don't watch The View anyway. It sucks.
Well, that's my first post. I will almost assuredly be back soon.