For one thing, now that President Obama is safely in office, I am more interested in reading the newspaper. This is good. I'm getting involved in a real life cliff hanger, eager and hoping to see that yes, we can make it out of our dire straits. In these parts, we are surrounded by stores that are either going out of business or laying off lots of people. Circuit City, Williams Sonoma, Harley Davidson, Tyco Electronics, Linens'n'things, a couple of women's clothing stores, and a couple furniture stores. Boscov's almost bit the dust. Oh, yeah, and the state government will probably lay off people, too. It seems that the unemployment figures can only be headed up this year. It's really scary. And it's cold out there, too, an unpleasant time to be pounding the pavement looking for a new job.
It's a time to be thankful to have a job, even one that's not optimal. Once in awhile, we hold job fairs at the branch where I work, and the last couple have packed the place. Seriously, customers coming in to make their weekly deposits are intimidated, not used to the fact that the lobby can be full when there is no one in line to do banking. And I am no longer the oldest teller, and I wouldn't be surprised if this is a trend; younger people are going to have more competition for jobs that were once relatively easy to get. After all, if you were a manager, who would you rather hire, someone with a long history of Classic Work Ethic, or some teenager who'll constantly angle for more social time? Not that I blame young people for wanting what young people have always wanted, but--this will be a bleak start for them.*
The job listing in today's Sunday paper is woefully and shockingly brief.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
However, there are cheap, fun diversions, such as Scrabble.
And, we're visiting with a few very fun people tonight to discuss a book, and that will be a good time.
*Actually, a couple of former tellers have tried to come back, but because they were both royal pains and there are so many people lining up for jobs, Bratdoll and Badattitude will just have to stay where they are. Actually, I was floored that they had the nerve to ask! Badattitude, especially, made such a show of leaving in disgust. Embarrassment would keep me from doing such a thing. I stand in wonder.