Getting fired (or laid off) or perhaps even quitting voluntarily really rejiggers your work perspective. Take it from me, I was a typical type A workaholic person for years…and then my company laid me off, and I started to change.
For one thing, I stopped wanting to work so much. It’s a bit like being in a bad relationship—when you finally get out, you’re loathe to start something up again because you know what happened the last time. You stop trusting people so much.
Yep, I’m that bad a moviegoer. If you don’t believe me, let me assure you that the movie I saw prior to the aforementioned was New Moon. And before that? I don’t even remember! Julie and Julia, perhaps?
Of course, if we expand my movie-watching to include films viewed at home as well as en theater, we can add such goodies as, um, Julie and Julia again (yeah, it was on Movies on Demand and I demanded it!), Breakfast at Tiffany’s (on FREE Movies on Demand, which I love), and Mad Men Season 2. I know, I know, that’s not a movie. You people are sticklers!
Hey ya’all! I feel kinda old school this Monday. Why, I have no idea—old eggs maybe?—but a fact’s a fact. And the soundtrack to my rather old-school day today seems to be, well, this:
Yes, complete with applause and a naked chap playing the drums and big ole awesome arm claps and cowboy hats and oiled-up pecs and bleach-blond highlights on men who look kinda like men and kinda like ladies. And, yes, even choral repetition. God, I love it.
photo credit: muffytyrone
