So, here I am, unemployed since Thanksgiving, and I have been busier over the past 10 weeks than I ever was with my former job (where I basically served 3 full time job functions).
I'm enrolled in my last 2 quarters at Seattle University pursuing my MBA at a Full Time + 1/2 rate, I've remixed a song for a Dandy Warhols' contest, written half a business plan, streamlined my mother's eBay business processes for professional clothing leveraging knowledge from my MBA courses (http://www.theprofessionalscloset.com/), interviewed a few times, delievered a few quotes to clients regarding online tutorial creationg (insulting one potential client in the process), readied my vacant house for rental, and have become a contributor to two blogs (including this one).
Sigh... I'm tired. I stayed up 2 nights ago until 4, then slept till noon on accident.
This past monday at Value Village, I found an original working Nintendo Gameboy (they are bigger than you remember) which I purchased simply to amuse then mock my son and his Nintendo DS with. It should be fun, and I'll keep you updated.
I continue to move forward with writing my business plan for an Enterprise Software Company (yes, I capitalized the words - It's that important) and hope to have it completed fairly soon. Today I will be creating the last portion of an online survey for this business, and posting links to several professional groups on LinkedIn. If you happen to be an educator working in a non-profit environment, please contact me via email, and I would be happy to send along the link for this survey.
I find my time taxed currently, but not overly so. I simply need to avoid taking on other projects in the near future, at least until the business plan has completely solidified and I only have to worry about presenting to investors and web-demo'ing to potential clients.
Until November, I had been employed for 12 consecutive years, almost to the day, with only a weeks gap between the two jobs I held in that timeframe. It's a bit disconcerting to not have someone to 'report' to when you are used to that being the norm, but I am finding my way.
Below is my art and music remix submission of The Dandy Warhols' 'Mis Amigos' Remix contest. Yeah, that Pee Wee Herman with The Dalai Lama, Neitsche, David Bowie, and Willie Nelson. You can view a higher res image here. If you absolutely desire it in a pristine original format - email me. I'm unemployed, and checking my email every 15 minutes.
The absolutely wonderful stick figure drawings of the Dandy's above them is courteousy of Chris Packard, who drew those for his review of Warhols show in Lawrence, KS in late 2008, after he forgot his camera. Classic.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Auto Week
Unemployment has allowed me the opportunity today to find out why I receive a subscription to Auto Week. I've been living the automotive life now for roughly three long years, with next month my subscription finally ending. So I have a very small window of time to find out how I got the subscription in the first place since I'm not the type of person to pay to subscribe to an auto weekly magazine. Just aint my thing.
For awhile I assumed it was bundled with some other magazine I get but I dont get any other magazines. The magazines' I do get our gifted to me so it is possible somebody else is in fact paying for this magazine to be delivered every week to my house for the last 75 weeks or so. With only one single issue read by me during that time about the future of the VW R32. The remaining issues wasted unneccesssary amounts of paper/ink/manpower in order to be properly escorted to my mailbox. They even found me after every move.
So my last issue has a big yellow paper wrapped around the cover. It reads "Caution Your subscription expires next month". I immediately scream with joy. Then I immediately realize that means I will have little time to figure out why I got the magazine. For all those times I wanted to know. All those times I openend my mailbox after a hard days work or partial hard days work, and saw that magazine staring me back in the face. Now I finally have the time to finally track down those people who started this whole charrade. Thank you unemployment.
So I began with inspecting the renewal notice for a 1 800 number. Oh how I longed for some crazy auto junkie trapped in some phone booth in detroit to give me shit for calling to find out the truth under the surmise I wanted to renew for one year at a ungodly rate of 29.99
I could tell them to go fuck themselves for offering up such a crappy magazine though it really wasnt a bad mag. I did really want to ask them how it was they even offered a printed version. Seriously how do magazines exist nowadays? The problem was their was no 1 800 number. I looked everywhere. I guess I wasn't the only one trying to figure out magazines existence in modern day life. Maybe they begrudglingly give out random subscriptions for three years in hopes I become a lifelong subscriber? Oh how the world turns. More twists than the new jersey turnpike.
Suddenly! I found an address. So I googled it. I found they also had a website. Appears they might have a following. I go to the site in search of a number but I find nothing. Im not impressed. I lose interest and stop the search. The dregs of unemployment drag on. If somebody renews that subscription behind my back in hopes I really do care about the new Zele Nissan 370z I will hunt them down and get them a subscription to Teen Beat or Hunters Digest. Seriously, Three years? Is it possible somebody else would pay for your subscription to autoweek for that long?
For awhile I assumed it was bundled with some other magazine I get but I dont get any other magazines. The magazines' I do get our gifted to me so it is possible somebody else is in fact paying for this magazine to be delivered every week to my house for the last 75 weeks or so. With only one single issue read by me during that time about the future of the VW R32. The remaining issues wasted unneccesssary amounts of paper/ink/manpower in order to be properly escorted to my mailbox. They even found me after every move.
So my last issue has a big yellow paper wrapped around the cover. It reads "Caution Your subscription expires next month". I immediately scream with joy. Then I immediately realize that means I will have little time to figure out why I got the magazine. For all those times I wanted to know. All those times I openend my mailbox after a hard days work or partial hard days work, and saw that magazine staring me back in the face. Now I finally have the time to finally track down those people who started this whole charrade. Thank you unemployment.
So I began with inspecting the renewal notice for a 1 800 number. Oh how I longed for some crazy auto junkie trapped in some phone booth in detroit to give me shit for calling to find out the truth under the surmise I wanted to renew for one year at a ungodly rate of 29.99
I could tell them to go fuck themselves for offering up such a crappy magazine though it really wasnt a bad mag. I did really want to ask them how it was they even offered a printed version. Seriously how do magazines exist nowadays? The problem was their was no 1 800 number. I looked everywhere. I guess I wasn't the only one trying to figure out magazines existence in modern day life. Maybe they begrudglingly give out random subscriptions for three years in hopes I become a lifelong subscriber? Oh how the world turns. More twists than the new jersey turnpike.
Suddenly! I found an address. So I googled it. I found they also had a website. Appears they might have a following. I go to the site in search of a number but I find nothing. Im not impressed. I lose interest and stop the search. The dregs of unemployment drag on. If somebody renews that subscription behind my back in hopes I really do care about the new Zele Nissan 370z I will hunt them down and get them a subscription to Teen Beat or Hunters Digest. Seriously, Three years? Is it possible somebody else would pay for your subscription to autoweek for that long?
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
The reason for this.
Provide an anonymous forum to post mundane stuff that you now do as a result of your unemployment.
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