Take a small town in southern Alabama, and a young lady, just slightly out of step. Add gnarly family trees, entrenched traditions, and everyone living with skeletons in their closets - welcome to Gallagher. There one will find an extraordinary cast of insane characters. And, it could only happen in the South.

Thursday, August 22, 2013

Spare Dimes and Pink Slips

For the first time in 33 years, on October 1st, I have no job. (Well, as of today there are no plans.) Thanks to the sequester - yes, folks it does effect real people - my job cannot be renewed. And, since I fall in that black hole of "Fifty something year olds being squeezed out of the work force," I will be joining the ranks of the unemployed, 'mister can you spare a dime' population. 

I have spent the past several months chasing options and leads. When I considered staying in Cayman and scaling fish, I wasn't kidding. Why not? Suddenly, for several reasons, I am more open minded than ever. The first is obvious - I have no pride and need a job. The other is that at my age, I have come to the conclusion (yes, I am very slow) that perhaps someone can do something that they truly enjoy, an occupation that is creative, productive - where you feel like you are truly contributing to the world. Not a job, but a livelihood, maybe even a passion. 

Well, now that I have shared my dreams that my next job be more a calling, maybe some mission, I best get back to the matter at hand and reality. I need employment that pays money. In a perfect world, my career would continue with a phone call from some needy employer. Hell, in a perfect world, I would have won the lottery and my only decision would involve my next travel itinerary.

So, I move forward. If anyone has any suggestions, pass them along. 

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