This Blog Entry Should’ve Been Posted Two Days Ago
Free at last! Free at last! From the horrors of unemployment I am FREE AT LAST!
I know: I should’ve made this blog post two days ago, on Martin Luther King Day. Not only would the “free at last” allusion have been timelier; that’s also when I actually got the job offer. However, “freedom from unemployment” also includes “freedom from excessive amounts of free time,” which is a fancier way of saying “I was too busy to post that night.”
Here’s a nutshell summary of what’s going on: Two months ago, I mentioned that the papers running my Sunday column were going to be shut down unless somebody bought them out. (In fact, last Friday would’ve been their final print day.) But hallelujah, somebody did! Once the papers’ continued existence was assured, the editor talked about taking me on full-time, and on Monday I met with the new owner/publisher and agreed to come on board as the papers’ new Entertainment Editor. However, this won’t become official until all the transfer-of-ownership paperwork is signed, hopefully sometime in the next couple of days.
Meanwhile, I’ve been writing several freelance articles for the papers, and couldn’t post on Monday night because my Boss-To-Be wanted a piece on how to hold an inexpensive wedding in today’s economy. I can answer that in two words – Vegas, baby – but that wouldn’t fill the allotted white space even with the largest font size available, so I had to do actual research instead. (And that research reaffirmed what I already knew: if I ever get hitched, I don’t want to bother with all this complicated planning-and-engraving crap; I’ll just elope to Vegas and hire a gay midget transvestite Elvis impersonator to perform the ceremony, and then after I return home I’ll host a lavish reception at my local Denny’s.)
One of the first professional goals I hope to accomplish in my new job is: get a new photo to replace the horrific one that currently runs with my weekly column. Not since my days of appearing in yearbooks has the world seen a more unflattering shot of me, and I hate that picture with the white-hot intensity of ten thousand suns.
I know: I should’ve made this blog post two days ago, on Martin Luther King Day. Not only would the “free at last” allusion have been timelier; that’s also when I actually got the job offer. However, “freedom from unemployment” also includes “freedom from excessive amounts of free time,” which is a fancier way of saying “I was too busy to post that night.”
Here’s a nutshell summary of what’s going on: Two months ago, I mentioned that the papers running my Sunday column were going to be shut down unless somebody bought them out. (In fact, last Friday would’ve been their final print day.) But hallelujah, somebody did! Once the papers’ continued existence was assured, the editor talked about taking me on full-time, and on Monday I met with the new owner/publisher and agreed to come on board as the papers’ new Entertainment Editor. However, this won’t become official until all the transfer-of-ownership paperwork is signed, hopefully sometime in the next couple of days.
Meanwhile, I’ve been writing several freelance articles for the papers, and couldn’t post on Monday night because my Boss-To-Be wanted a piece on how to hold an inexpensive wedding in today’s economy. I can answer that in two words – Vegas, baby – but that wouldn’t fill the allotted white space even with the largest font size available, so I had to do actual research instead. (And that research reaffirmed what I already knew: if I ever get hitched, I don’t want to bother with all this complicated planning-and-engraving crap; I’ll just elope to Vegas and hire a gay midget transvestite Elvis impersonator to perform the ceremony, and then after I return home I’ll host a lavish reception at my local Denny’s.)
One of the first professional goals I hope to accomplish in my new job is: get a new photo to replace the horrific one that currently runs with my weekly column. Not since my days of appearing in yearbooks has the world seen a more unflattering shot of me, and I hate that picture with the white-hot intensity of ten thousand suns.
posted by Jennifer Abel at 5:28 PM
10 Comments:
Congrats on your job. Good
for you!
That's great news, Jennifer. Congratulations to you - and good luck!
Congratulations! It's great when good things happen to good people.
Thanks, guys! I consider myself quite lucky: jobs of any kind are hard to get these days, and jobs in journalism especially so.
Congratulations, Jennifer. I know what a relief it is to start getting a paycheck again after prolonged unemployment.
As for your assignment, have you considered consulting George Costanza?
Congratulations. I can relate about the horrors of unemployment. I have a feeling you will do good at this job.
Employed at long last. Good to hear. Just remember the most important thing about keeping a job. Find out which cheek your boss wants kissed and exactly how he likes it done. Once you have that down, the rest is easy.
I am very happy for you, Jennifer.
Cap'n NoStar
Congratulations, Jennifer.
Does this mean you can afford to stop shilling for the government?
I sure hope so. : )
- Tom
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