At my old job, when I worked in the city, every Friday my friend Meghan and I would get eggs for breakfast. Since we worked “in fashion” every girl was super weight conscious, even if they didn’t have to be, so eggs on a Friday was a treat.
Personally, I got a toasted sesame bagel with cream cheese every other day, so eggs Friday was more to break the monotony than shrink my waist size (especially since even when the rest of my body shrinks, my waist stays the same as always, like that of a 12 year old boy).
But now when I observe the holiday all it does is remind me of the fact that I no longer work in the city. Bummer.
Yesterday I applied to 2 jobs. Postings have slowed considerably with everyone cutting back and I must admit that I miss the days of sending out 5 cover letters a day. Despite my best attempts to “always look on the bright side of life” I’m finding it difficult not to notice that I’m several cast members short of the Monty Python kick line required to perform that song.
Plenty to do to keep me busy though, holiday parties and whatnot (the holidays are my other standard answer as to why no one is hiring right now). I may need to go all shopaholic though and freeze my main CC in a block of ice, freeze my spending if you will.