I had some dreams ... they were klowns in my koffee.

(With apologies to Carly Simon)

This is my journey through job transition from a toxic environment to a better life. Join me for a few thoughts and a few laughs along the way.
What are "klowns in my koffee"? They are the factors large and small that make you less than you are. A "klown" can be a grossly incompetent boss,
a short-sighted policy or a moronic coworker. They won't kill you, at least not immediately, but they abrade the soul
as you scrape past them to get through the day. Sometimes it's best to dump them out of the cup.


Day 226 - Basic Cable?

Daily Kup (My Life on the road to recovery)
I know it's wrong and shortsighted but I'm starting to feel OK about global warming. It was a perfect 61 degrees today and I cleaned out the gutters and some more gardens and generally felt alive and productive.

Lately, I've felt that some kind of healing has been completed. It's as though there was a vitamin deficiency and now it's finally been countered. Or maybe just some rage scabbed over. Hard to say really. Not drawn to towers or automatic weaponry, so let's say the former just to be social.

Wanted: Sidekick
Tonight marked the return of Conan O'Brien to television after the very public parting of ways with NBC early this year. I've always liked Conan, even when he seems to fall on his face. Perhaps it's that lack of comfort in his own skin or that he seems innately aware of his own absurdity.

A brief overview:
--Dismissed by humorless and conniving bureaucrats
--Awkward and sometimes absurd
--Legally prohibited from working in the industry for a period of time
--Took the summer off to devote to personal projects
--Needed to find a new gig for pride and financial security

But enough about me. What about Conan?

The fog clears and the sun climbs high into the sky. An ah-ha moment. My towering, red-haired doppelganger has shown me the next step in our parallel career trajectories. I need to find a job on basic cable!

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