I'm once again effectively unemployed. It seems that every time I move, my boss of four years ends up having to downsize us. So it goes.
It's interesting, last year when we moved from our relatively cheap apartment in Vegas (just to clarify- most people like to call it LAS Vegas but I don't feel like taking time to type LAS- so Vegas it is) to our McMansion (just north west of Summerlin), we were downsized.
Now we've moved from there to our cozy little apartment by the beach and we've been downsized to the tune of no more work until October. That’s not really being downsized so much as God telling me to get a different job as far I can tell.
Which is fine I believe. I’ve spent the last four years doing work I’m NOT particularly proud of or artistically satisfied with. In the beginning the money was good so I could use that a way to justify my keeping the job. Now the money has gone from good, to lousy, to non-existent.
So really what am I doing? Taking the low road I think. I’m ready to move on already.
So long Vegas (see again no LAS again because I’m crazy like that).
Of course if anyone knows of high-paying-live-by-the-beach gigs let me know.
Posted by shawn at July 25, 2003 01:25 PM