It has been 22 years since I saw him sitting against my wall, in my unfurnsihed apartment.
We were good friends, but the then of my life, was not so friendly. Heck, the when of my life wasn’t so friendly either.
If you know him, tell him the one who gave him the scar and fell out of his car says hello. Tell him to”‘look at me, Jimmy C’ and tell him to drop a line here at garyrambles.
Sometimes the old saying of you can never go home is true , but we still fight our way, trying.
- Robbers stab Saskatoon man (cbc.ca)
- Sadies singer slips in Saskatoon (cbc.ca)
- Home Sweet Home ! – Saskatoon, Canada (travelpod.com)
- Woman stabbed, sawed-off shotgun pulled in pair of incidents Saskatoon police believe are connected (calgaryherald.com)
Another job that I didn’t get although I would have been great at it. Men’s Outreach Coordinator. And I don’t even have a lick of Scotch in the house to nurse my ego.
This is getting frustrating to be sure. I am like a million other people in North America (actually it’s more but a million is easy to spell) and every day that I am not working is frankly getting a little harder to deal with.
Bills, mortgages, bills, kids in hockey, kids in guitar, kids in this, kids in that. I am not going to let my kids feel the pinch just quite yet. I just can’t do that. Some may say that is being foolish, but I am honest.
On the lighter and brighter side, this has given me a great opportunity to paint the kitchen and the kitchen cupboards. I have gone out for coffee more than I have in the past ten years and that is okay too.
I amat least not guilty of forging those chains like the late Mr.Marley. Maybe I will end up in Saskatoon. Montreal or Ottawa. Maybe Boston. Bean Town is a good town, some good folks in Boston. Read more…
Day 180 + of unemployment. Getting a little rough around the edges. Life in the Koots is getting harder to maintain but we will have to see how the wind blows in the near year. Maybe Saskatoon, Ottawa, Yellowknife are in the cards.
Unemployment. Resumes. Calls. Rejections. No call backs. It is a circle of steel designed to test your mettle. I need some daffodils in my office, perhaps that will put a shine on my day.
The good news is that it can only last for so long. Nothing is forever. The longest I can be unemployed for is util the day I die. See? Not forever at all! Although, don’t tell my partner I said that, she wouldn’t be too keen at looking at me unemployed that long.
So as 2010 winds down, I look forward to many great things happening on the horizon. I am excited by what the possibilities of tomorrow can be and so should you. Tomorrow might bring something undreamed of today.
Tomorrow you just might find that your heart is a little more open than it was today. Tomorrow you might be free.
- Have your say on possible ‘Billy the Kid’ pardon (cnn.com)
- Gun violence victims honored with daffodils ()
- Possible eruption on brink for symbiotic variable star (physorg.com)
- Compound in daffodils targets brain cancer (sciencedaily.com)
A few hours away from my 1st job interview in almost 10 years. If I said I wasn’t a tad nervous, I would be lying.
Unemployment has many downs, but the ups are good. Getting called in for an interview is a good thing. Boosts the self esteem immediately and for those of us who believe in a higher power than ourselves, also gives us time to give heart felt thanks.
What is working on the outside like? I have been working from home for so long I think I have forgotten the basics. Can I wear pajamas? Is there coffee provided? Do you get recess? Can I wear slippers?
And then there is the sound advice from all of your friends that are working. Do this, don’t do that during your interview. Look at the person in the eye. Do not pass wind. Rules and more rules! Where did they all come from? I remember just starting out in Saskatoon at Smitty’s Restaurant where the interview was this: “Can you wash dishes?”
“You start Monday.”
Simpler times. Kinder times. Washing dishes was a noble job. My first paycheck was $47.10. My next paycheck went to rent. Sure I was 14/15 at the time, but rent ain’t free! And here it is, 30 years later and mortgages aren’t free either.
- Ace your next job interview (cnn.com)
- 5 Video Channels For Learning Basic Job Interview Skills (makeuseof.com)
- 30 Important Tips To Rule Your Job Interviews (celestinechua.com)
- Interviewing Etiquette (ask.metafilter.com)
- 21 Ways to Avoid Job Interview Anxiety (money.usnews.com)
- How Skype Is Changing the Job Interview (time.com)
- Ten Myths Of Job Interviewing (forbes.com)
- You Want A Job? (broadsideblog.wordpress.com)
44 years old. A glass of scotch in hand, waiting on the yellow sponge. 44 years old and I am waiting, with the kids, for SpongeBob Squarepants and his pal, Patrick to come on and amuse me.
“Amuse me sponge! Amuse me!”
Ah, sweet life in the square. Unemployed. Scotch. Trying to move forward, thinking impossible dreams and I am telling myself that it is not as hard as it seems. We can move forward, with faith, in hope that tomorrow, that tomorrow will be a little better than today. If it isn’t, then I am going to make it better than today. Each day counts kids, each day counts.
It smells like fish and I can see the moon. I wonder what kind of day it will be?
I remember a kid thinking I was Alex P Keaton. That was years ago, when I lived in Saskatoon. Sorry kid. Wrong number.
What are you doing? Tonight? Today? Are you making it count?
It is where dreams begin. Nude summer days drift colorlessly by. A parade of fleshly freedom on the Flats. You can feel the warm sand, crunching under your feet as you walk to the next pool. Burning.
A magpie is chirping, or whatever the hell it is that they do, hidden in a poplar. Scolding the ones who defiled the beach with their clothes. Dreams and lovers fall into place here on the Flats. A walk down, bathing in a pool, so cool, delightful. We are the only ones in this universe. Our gifts are to each other.
I was wondering if you remembered? I was wondering if you remember the walk along Jericho? I was wondering if you remembered the Egyptian nights we ran as fugitives from Akhenaten’s court?
Yoda pulled my finger too hard I think. Send your pictures of the Flats. Send your pictures of soft summer days…
It’s what brought you here, isn’t it? You searched for Jerry’s Food Emporium and you found me instead. That will teach you to trust the internet. It leads young men and women down the garden path to madness and destruction.
Great place for ice cream, although I think their name is a little too close to Ben and Jerry’s of the ice Cream fame in the US. Not that a Canadian company would ever, ever infringe upon trademarked material. We just wouldn’t do that…Its like the old movie line, “No sex please, we’re British.”