Job Options

I spent the morning looking through the classifieds. There just isn't that much out there. Ugh! I can find plenty of jobs for other people, but finding one for myself is a different story. And at this point, I'm not even sure what kind of job I want. I'd like to work downtown (but mostly because I'm cheap and I don't want to buy a second car) and I'd like to be able to spend some amount of my day writing. And I'd like to work with a team of people who aren't assholes. Now that can be tricky, but I think it's do-able. Plus, I don't mind one or two assholes, just not an office full of them.

I keep thinking about being a postal worker. Now I know this job has a bad reputation (hence the expression, "going postal"), but I really have such an affinity for mail that it can't be that bad. I think having a daily route that you walk where you get to know the dogs and cats, the neighbors who get Netflix, the magazine subscriptions and whatnot. Unfortunately, people don't send each other good mail much these days. So maybe being a postal worker would just remind me of how much I lament our lack of good mail these days. Maybe it wouldn't be such a good idea after all.

I've also thought of the days I spent as a pizza driver working at Pizza Extreme. Everyone is always in need of a pizza driver. But I wonder what the advent of the Atkins is doing to the pizza industry. "Can I have a pizza with sausage, pepperoni and extra cheese? Oh, and can you hold the crust please?"

Maybe I'll just watch a movie instead. Maybe an afternoon watching "Office Space" will remind me of why it's good to be in transition and out of cube-land.