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Being jobless offers chance to ponder one's talents
by Jessica Marie
Midland Reporter-Telegram
Working as a radio DJ is risky business. It's sort of like playing a game I like to call, "Will I have a job tomorrow, or will I not?"
Unfortunately, I just lost that game, for the second time.
In a previous column I described the joys of radio, and I still stand by everything I said, especially when I said you could go to work in your pajamas.
Well, the good news is that I am still wearing my pajamas. But the bad news is that I'm no longer on the radio.
The other day, my boss gave me a familiar "it's not you, it's me," speech, or in this case, "it's not you, it's the big man upstairs," speech, explaing that a greater power made this decision -- corporate power. Once again, the corporate office held the pistol for my second tangle with radio roulette and pulled the trigger. It was not my lucky day.
And for the record, I am not a bad DJ, just a victim of poor circumstance.
So after crying for almost an hour, I sat down and pondered my next move. That only took about 10 minutes before my inability to muster any beneficial thought had altered my brain into a pile of useless mush. I was reduced to tears, a box of Oreos, and a Meg Ryan movie.
However, there comes a time after losing a job when a girl must suck up the tears, step away from the cookies, and take it like a man -- a man who will no longer receive a paycheck for the job he loved, and who wrote a column about that job in a local newspaper.
But jobs come and go, and being in between jobs is a perfect opportunity to discover what I really want to do with my life. After all, I've only had 25 years to think about it, and I need at least two more weeks to really figure it out.
So I created a mental list of what I enjoy, what I'm good at, and how I can make a lot of money, because let's just get real. I've got a mouth to feed and woman cannot live on Ramen noodles alone.
So far I haven' come up with much on my mental list. However, I realize that I really like the circus, I'm good at eating large quantities of food at one time, and that maybe I should start playing the lottery.
Of course, joining the circus would probably require skill and talent, two things of which I am lacking, but I am a quick learner and don't mind the smell of elephants.
As far as my future as a competitive eater, my chances actually don't look too shabby, only because I am Asian, and I kind of like hot dogs.
Winning the lottery, on the other hand, seems a little too farfetched and risky. If I wanted to take a gamble, I'd just get back into radio, which I'm not ruling out as a possibility.
But if you're looking for a girl with very little skill or talent, but who is willing to eat disgustingly large amounts of hot dogs while riding on the back of a large African mammal for a lot of money, then this is your lucky day, because I'm currently looking for work.
Unfortunately, I just lost that game, for the second time.
In a previous column I described the joys of radio, and I still stand by everything I said, especially when I said you could go to work in your pajamas.
Well, the good news is that I am still wearing my pajamas. But the bad news is that I'm no longer on the radio.
The other day, my boss gave me a familiar "it's not you, it's me," speech, or in this case, "it's not you, it's the big man upstairs," speech, explaing that a greater power made this decision -- corporate power. Once again, the corporate office held the pistol for my second tangle with radio roulette and pulled the trigger. It was not my lucky day.
And for the record, I am not a bad DJ, just a victim of poor circumstance.
So after crying for almost an hour, I sat down and pondered my next move. That only took about 10 minutes before my inability to muster any beneficial thought had altered my brain into a pile of useless mush. I was reduced to tears, a box of Oreos, and a Meg Ryan movie.
However, there comes a time after losing a job when a girl must suck up the tears, step away from the cookies, and take it like a man -- a man who will no longer receive a paycheck for the job he loved, and who wrote a column about that job in a local newspaper.
But jobs come and go, and being in between jobs is a perfect opportunity to discover what I really want to do with my life. After all, I've only had 25 years to think about it, and I need at least two more weeks to really figure it out.
So I created a mental list of what I enjoy, what I'm good at, and how I can make a lot of money, because let's just get real. I've got a mouth to feed and woman cannot live on Ramen noodles alone.
So far I haven' come up with much on my mental list. However, I realize that I really like the circus, I'm good at eating large quantities of food at one time, and that maybe I should start playing the lottery.
Of course, joining the circus would probably require skill and talent, two things of which I am lacking, but I am a quick learner and don't mind the smell of elephants.
As far as my future as a competitive eater, my chances actually don't look too shabby, only because I am Asian, and I kind of like hot dogs.
Winning the lottery, on the other hand, seems a little too farfetched and risky. If I wanted to take a gamble, I'd just get back into radio, which I'm not ruling out as a possibility.
But if you're looking for a girl with very little skill or talent, but who is willing to eat disgustingly large amounts of hot dogs while riding on the back of a large African mammal for a lot of money, then this is your lucky day, because I'm currently looking for work.
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Kevin wrote on Jul 14, 2008 6:02 PM: