Claire is forever my post-college malaise spirit animal.
After a week training in coffee hell, I’m very happy to be back in the carpeted embrace of my perpetual temp job.
This week I’ve got lots of paid hours, two free lunches, and human dignity.
Tomorrow is my day off, so I’m going to drop off my co-op payroll clerk application and resumé bomb some comic book shops.
I talked to my grandmother the other day and she is already up and walking after her hip surgery. If she’s tough enough to get hit by a car and keep on trucking, then I think I should be able to at least make some cold calls.