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VeraBlue
Executive Chef
And this is just how crazy I've become....
You know, in the midst of this all, I'm still vacationing on the state's dime. One who always enjoys a day off, this is getting ridiculous. In between convincing my parents I can afford their visit, trying to get some christmas shopping done, get the house cleaned, feed the squirrels on my front step and fall in love with a stray cat that took over my yard, and try to get final separation papers from my ex company that I left a secure position for...In the middle of all that, I get a letter from NY Unemployment that I have an appointment to evaluate my claim. Jeez, it's only been a claim for 3 weeks. Have they no criminals of the system to interrogate? For the appointment, today at 1pm (just look at the time I'm writing this, wait...it's gets funny)I'm to produce my resume, fill in this official application which repeats everything that I've got written on my resume ( I believe these people must have stock in the ink business), check off a bunch of boxes that say I am ready, willing and able to work, and then sign and date it.
So, I'm filling all this in as I sit patiently at the local bus stop. In order for me to keep this mandatory appointment I have to take a bus and a subway to travel 7 miles. It will take as long as it took for the first circumnavigation of the globe. Actually, I may be able to beat Magellen's record by a couple of minutes. I signed it. Having no idea what today's date is, I figured to look at the very official looking letter I received demanding an audience with me. Surely, that would have today's date on it.
Wrong.
It had the date of 11 December, 2008. All alone, I had no one to confirm that today wasn't the 11th. I was fairly sure it wasn't the 11th. After all, Marianne's coming round...on the 5th. How could it be the 11th if the 5th hasn't arrived yet, and my peeler is still residing in it's correct nesting spot? One last look across the street, as if the answer to this dilemma of calander dates could be ascertained by looking there, I laughed, cursed out loud, and got up. All I could think was how angry I would have been had the bus already arrived; if I'd filled out those papers on the bus, as I'd originally planned. The idea of repeating Magellen's journey for naught makes me shiver.
When I got back home (it's just a 5 minute walk to the bus stop), the squirrel was still sitting there...mocking me. He said 'make with the peanuts, already...and what are you so dressed up for? Don't you know your mother's coming...??'
You know, in the midst of this all, I'm still vacationing on the state's dime. One who always enjoys a day off, this is getting ridiculous. In between convincing my parents I can afford their visit, trying to get some christmas shopping done, get the house cleaned, feed the squirrels on my front step and fall in love with a stray cat that took over my yard, and try to get final separation papers from my ex company that I left a secure position for...In the middle of all that, I get a letter from NY Unemployment that I have an appointment to evaluate my claim. Jeez, it's only been a claim for 3 weeks. Have they no criminals of the system to interrogate? For the appointment, today at 1pm (just look at the time I'm writing this, wait...it's gets funny)I'm to produce my resume, fill in this official application which repeats everything that I've got written on my resume ( I believe these people must have stock in the ink business), check off a bunch of boxes that say I am ready, willing and able to work, and then sign and date it.
So, I'm filling all this in as I sit patiently at the local bus stop. In order for me to keep this mandatory appointment I have to take a bus and a subway to travel 7 miles. It will take as long as it took for the first circumnavigation of the globe. Actually, I may be able to beat Magellen's record by a couple of minutes. I signed it. Having no idea what today's date is, I figured to look at the very official looking letter I received demanding an audience with me. Surely, that would have today's date on it.
Wrong.
It had the date of 11 December, 2008. All alone, I had no one to confirm that today wasn't the 11th. I was fairly sure it wasn't the 11th. After all, Marianne's coming round...on the 5th. How could it be the 11th if the 5th hasn't arrived yet, and my peeler is still residing in it's correct nesting spot? One last look across the street, as if the answer to this dilemma of calander dates could be ascertained by looking there, I laughed, cursed out loud, and got up. All I could think was how angry I would have been had the bus already arrived; if I'd filled out those papers on the bus, as I'd originally planned. The idea of repeating Magellen's journey for naught makes me shiver.
When I got back home (it's just a 5 minute walk to the bus stop), the squirrel was still sitting there...mocking me. He said 'make with the peanuts, already...and what are you so dressed up for? Don't you know your mother's coming...??'
My parents are coming Christmas day and they'll leave that Sunday. I couldn't imagine 11 days lol. They'll stay in a hotel.
