May 2010
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vol. II: "The things we do for... rent money"
I’ve had some silly jobs. I mean, I’ve never stood on the side of a busy street wearing a hot-dog costume, dancing around and waving a sign like a maniac just to try and lure people into a fast-food joint. Not yet, anyway. But I have sold “The Chopper” from a kiosk in a low-lit mall. Elevator music covers of Nirvana dribbled from the speakers. That job lasted about five hours. Once I realized...
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vol. I: "Do you have any hope?"
You know that old song, “Take This Job and Shove It?” The one sung by some dude named Johnny Paycheck, about a man fed up with working long, hard hours for a lame fat-cat boss? A few months before I got laid off, when I was in the la-la land of believing my job was super secure, I started thinking about that song. See, I felt lucky to have a job in this economy, but I wanted out. I was sick...
