Thanksgiving Bummer
A rambling from Marlowe
This time of year is generally difficult for me. I have no family nearby, so sitting down with loved ones for Thanksgiving or Christmas doesn’t happen. I make up for it by working a lot. But several months ago I determined that I don’t like working for the company that I’m with now. So working extra to keep my mind off of holiday blahs isn’t helping any this year. It’s only making it worse.
Bummer.
The new job that I was up for with another company (at more pay and more benefits — yea!) no longer exists. The company chose to go a different direction. The search continues.
Bummer.
My action against State Farm, who is my home insurance carrier, has hit a snag. I may not be seeing the money that they owe me until April. Bastards.
Bummer.
My father passed on September 1 after a 15-year illness. I knew that he was due, so I wasn’t in shock. I’ll miss his advice, though, and discussing various events from my childhood that I try to avoid remembering, but my father always thought of with fondness.
Bummer.
And, for some reason, I am particularly saddened at the passing of actor Pat Morita. I don’t know why. Entertainers come and go. I guess it’s because Mr. Morita always amused me with whatever he did. Sure, we all know that the “wax on, wax off” instruction that Mr. Miyagi gave Daniel in The Karate Kid was bogus, but it’s stuck in our noggins. His portrayal of Arnold on Happy Days was usually funny. Oh, well. I guess he just happened to die at a time that I was bummed.
Htgstore is sponsoring a Pat Morita-themed news story reward dealio. Wander over to the Freelance Journalists thread on the HTG message board to check that out.
Oh, well, back to work. I’m sure that there’s someone who needs help doing something easy enough for a four-year-old to accomplish. Crazy. At least the money’s good.
