…and at exactly the worst time
So, anyway, I pull into work today as I’ve done for the last 15 years, 9 months, 16 days and there, standing outside the front door is the owner of the store with my (and everyone elses) final paycheck in his hands. It seems that the Great Bush Republican Economic Assfuck has claimed another victim. The pizza place, she is closed down.
To be honest, I’m surprised he held out this long. Business has sucked heavily since January.
So, what shall this Simple Country Boy (who can ill afford to be sans paychecks) do? Well, That store closing does effectively double the delivery area of our sister store at Arden Way & Fair Oaks, if they want it. And our former delivery area does include our many business accounts, most of whom I have established great relationships with over the years. So…I could go to work there. I’ve talked to the manager of that store and she’s gonna float it by the store owner. So we shall see.
But just in case, I came straight home after cashing that final check and signed up for unemployment benefits. I haven’t had to do that in 21 years.
I also put in a couple of job apps at businesses near here, including the Home Depot that is .52 miles from my doorstep.
And I’ve revived a couple of writing projects that might be saleable.
And I have plenty of plasma I can sell:)