The Unemployment Blues…. 10/4/11
I just got laid off from a job that I really liked. I was an HR Assistant for a local Berry company. As I sit here at Peet’s Coffee, I am attempting to think of humorous things that accompany unemployment. Well, I need to think harder for nothing is coming to me. Unemployment benefits are not paying out until at least three weeks into unemployment so I have to save every little dime I have until I get my first check.
I guess one out of four do win at the new Monopoly game at McDonalds, for I just won a free breakfast sandwich this morning, so at least I will not starve. After eating my Mc whatever it was, I decided to write down my thoughts as they happen while sitting here at the coffee shop. As I am waiting here for inspiration, a man comes in, not unusual, but as he is waiting in line he begins talking to himself. Yes, he is in his own little world, actually making merry in his head out loud for he is singing a happy tune! Before getting his coffee? Maybe he won a Mc Sandwich too! Now he is really singing, he just got his coffee, now he is stirring in his cream and there goes the sugar, now the cream again, and now the second verse same as first. I think it’s a gospel song, no a love song. Oh, it’s something about Lonesome Dove. Oops there he goes out the door. Shoot I was hoping for an encore.
Now two ladies in their mid forties just drove up, one in a BMW and one in a Mercedes, both wearing tennis outfits. Oh, don’ they look cute in their little tennis hats. They get their coffee and here they come to sit by me. They seem unhappy, maybe they are unemployed too. Well, as I am sitting here trying not to over hear their conversation they kind of get a little loud, so I can’t help it. They are complaining about their lives. I wonder what they have to complain about? Oh, husbands, OH, OH kids. Oh NO! They cannot get their maids to clean their houses’ properly, their maids? Apparently, Hazel has a problem vacuuming the rugs and Hilda has an issue with the kid’s beds. Oh, now back to their husbands who work too long of hours and are never home to be with them, and now the kids again, seems they do not appreciate their allowances nor that their beds are made up by maids. Now the one lady is angry over her life in general and then the other lady is getting upset about her life. As I am about ready to get up and smack them both upside the head, the one lady looked at her watch and says, “We have to go now our nail appointments are in ten minuets!” They get up and hurry over to their new cars and drive off. I think I have just decided to be happy in my state of unemployment. Um, I wonder if I should fire my maid. Happy Thanksgiving!
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