Dressing for a job interview in a bathroom stall is a post from: Jobless and Less: The Blog for the Employmentally Challenged

Yeah, but can you do this in a bathroom stall, poised over a toilet? (courtesy of connect.in.com)

I've been looking for full-time work for about two years. My resume is up to date, and can be tweaked at a moment's notice. My answers to commonly asked questions sit on the tip of my tongue. And my sincere smile and confident demeanor can be summoned like a spell. This job seeker is ready to interview. But sometimes the hardest part of a job interview has precious little to do with the actual meeting and everything to do with looking the part.

The rejection letter... a children's story is a post from: Jobless and Less: The Blog for the Employmentally Challenged

Sit down, boys and girls, and let me tell you a story. It's about someone you know, or at least someone like someone you know. Let's call him "Our Hero." "Superman" is already taken. He lives in the big city. He likes cookies. He dresses in grownup clothes. He rides the subway. He sits at a desk. And he works... for now.

His job is freelance. Many mommies and daddies have jobs like this. If he works, he gets paid. If he doesn't work, he doesn't get paid. The job doesn't come with health insurance, which is what he needs to see a doctor when his tummy hurts. And it doesn't come with a 401K, which makes him think he won't have to work when he's old. A freelance job, and the paycheck, can go away at any time. Our Hero wants a full-time job instead. But he likes money and needs more of it now. So he works. And he works. And he works.

The rejection letter... a children's story is a post from: Jobless and Less: The Blog for the Employmentally Challenged

Sit down, boys and girls, and let me tell you a story. It's about someone you know, or at least someone like someone you know. Let's call him "Our Hero." "Superman" is already taken. He lives in the big city. He likes cookies. He dresses in grownup clothes. He rides the subway. He sits at a desk. And he works... for now.

His job is freelance. Many mommies and daddies have jobs like this. If he works, he gets paid. If he doesn't work, he doesn't get paid. The job doesn't come with health insurance, which is what he needs to see a doctor when his tummy hurts. And it doesn't come with a 401K, which makes him think he won't have to work when he's old. A freelance job, and the paycheck, can go away at any time. Our Hero wants a full-time job instead. But he likes money and needs more of it now. So he works. And he works. And he works.

The rejection letter... a children's story is a post from: Jobless and Less: The Blog for the Employmentally Challenged

Sit down, boys and girls, and let me tell you a story. It's about someone you know, or at least someone like someone you know. Let's call him "Our Hero." "Superman" is already taken. He lives in the big city. He likes cookies. He dresses in grownup clothes. He rides the subway. He sits at a desk. And he works... for now.

His job is freelance. Many mommies and daddies have jobs like this. If he works, he gets paid. If he doesn't work, he doesn't get paid. The job doesn't come with health insurance, which is what he needs to see a doctor when his tummy hurts. And it doesn't come with a 401K, which makes him think he won't have to work when he's old. A freelance job, and the paycheck, can go away at any time. Our Hero wants a full-time job instead. But he likes money and needs more of it now. So he works. And he works. And he works.

High school reunions come and go, but Saved by the Bell is forever is a post from: Jobless and Less: The Blog for the Employmentally Challenged

No Slater, I just want to be friends! (courtesy of www.almightydad.com)

Has it really been that long since high school? Am I really that old? I still kind of feel the same, at least after ten hours of sleep and a couple cups of coffee. I still look about the same, when I wear my mullet wig and sing Def Leppard songs into my hairbrush in the mirror. But it has been that long, and I am that old. That’s why I was in MD a few weeks back for my 20^th high school reunion.

High school reunions come and go, but Saved by the Bell is forever is a post from: Jobless and Less: The Blog for the Employmentally Challenged

No Slater, I just want to be friends! (courtesy of www.almightydad.com)

Has it really been that long since high school? Am I really that old? I still kind of feel the same, at least after ten hours of sleep and a couple cups of coffee. I still look about the same, when I wear my mullet wig and sing Def Leppard songs into my hairbrush in the mirror. But it has been that long, and I am that old. That’s why I was in MD a few weeks back for my 20^th high school reunion.

High school reunions come and go, but Saved by the Bell is forever is a post from: Jobless and Less: The Blog for the Employmentally Challenged

No Slater, I just want to be friends! (courtesy of www.almightydad.com)

Has it really been that long since high school? Am I really that old? I still kind of feel the same, at least after ten hours of sleep and a couple cups of coffee. I still look about the same, when I wear my mullet wig and sing Def Leppard songs into my hairbrush in the mirror. But it has been that long, and I am that old. That’s why I was in MD a few weeks back for my 20^th high school reunion.

High school reunions come and go, but Saved by the Bell is forever is a post from: Jobless and Less: The Blog for the Employmentally Challenged

No Slater, I just want to be friends! (courtesy of www.almightydad.com)

Has it really been that long since high school? Am I really that old? I still kind of feel the same, at least after ten hours of sleep and a couple cups of coffee. I still look about the same, when I wear my mullet wig and sing Def Leppard songs into my hairbrush in the mirror. But it has been that long, and I am that old. That’s why I was in MD a few weeks back for my 20^th high school reunion.

Ground Zero for the American Dream is a post from: Jobless and Less: The Blog for the Employmentally Challenged

Where did all the white people go? (courtesy of Wikipedia)

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