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Working Blah to Blah

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Today I have so little concentration that my to-do list (which has 4 items on it, only 2 of them priority) has not even one thing crossed off.

When my electronic prescription refill failed to go through, I hung up rather than actually speak to a “pharmaceutical representative.” I didn’t answer my hair salon when they called to confirm my Saturday appointment and now I have to call them back, too, but have made no progress in that.

I tried to read this article about how breakups are sooooo hard in today’s era of Facebook and digital blah-blah-blah and then I just stopped. And now all I can think about is lunch.

I mean, don’t get me wrong, I did manage to make it to the office and am sitting here ostensibly ready to tackle anything that comes my way, but really, focus is about nil until I’m actually presented with something.

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Workin’ for the Weekend

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All Night Paper
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How many hours a week do you work, or not work, as the case may be? If I estimate my hours back in May or before, I get something like this, on average:

Monday: 15 hours (7 am-10 pm)
Tuesday: 8 hours (10 am-6 pm)
Wednesday: 9 hours (10 am-7 pm)
Thursday: 10 hours (10 am-8 pm)
Friday: 9 hours (10 am-7 pm)

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The Higher the Job, the Greater the Fall

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Window Washers
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I stumbled upon this story in the NYT today while scanning the headlines pre-yoga. Since I too have been dubbed middle-aged (though with less impact given the 25 hopefully good years before I reach the age of 58), I read it. And my heart goes out to this fellow.

I am sure it must be much, much harder to be 58 and unemployed than, say, 33 or 22 and without a job. Like our feelin-sorry-for-hisself 31-year-old employed editor from the Gawker piece, Michael Blattman is also “at a professional dead end”—but without the nimbleness or freedom from the burden of alimony that comes with comparative youth.

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