The working dead

Most of the people in the building have also been laid off, with final dates sometime in the future. Needless to say the apathy level around here is at about a 125%. Most of our departments are just hanging on wrapping up the last little what-nots before being dumped into the employment aether. As I work escalated issues for an inbound call center that is not getting calls, I mostly wait. Praying my sanity holds up. I just found myself typing this into Google:

my brain hurts from sitting here at work with nothing to do ug!

It mostly brought up obituaries for people named Doug...how depressing.

Rest In Peace Doug
May my sanity fair better then thou...

What a wonderful Humboldt evening

It's hard to express the joys of living here, but days like today might. My day went a little like this:

Another day at the office, they posted two more jobs at work. I have till April-ish in my current job, apparently multinational companies are kinda vague on the details of when you get laid off. The two jobs posted are essentially a variation of what I do now combined with only working with the most angry sub-set of clients and I about 100% sure I can get one of them. Same company, no employment lag, probably same pay Or head out somewhere new. I'd get severance, unemployment, the worst job market ever, and the motivation to get off my ass, but now there are officially options.

I came home to an empty house, poured myself a coffee, dropped a note on the fridge and was out. Headed right over to the Manila disc golf course. The fog had rolled in thick at noon and it was the perfect cold hazy golfin weather. Around hole four there is a strait shot towards the bay. I had a great drive and was set up for a long putt to the pin. Before shooting it I glanced out at the bay.

It was low tide and the mud flats were exposed close to shore. There were a million birds doing their thing in front me. To the south I could make out the bridge a little, but the rest stretched out to infinite fog. The bay reflected the fog and they danced at the horizon line till out of view. The cool air and calmness of it all just sank in. It was beautiful pictures or words hardly do it justice.

I turned; the putt was out of my hand and in the basket for an appropriate birdie. When I got home, there is a message on the machine and the most beautiful woman in the world is heading this way with a pizza... truly awesome!

Dead Presidents, sick, and wine

Another great thing about dead presidents is they get you day off work. I seem to recall back in the grade school days, getting a day off for Lincoln and another for Washington. However; for employment I only get Presidents day. One that interests me in so much as it occasionally lands on my birthday and thus by proxy makes it a holiday I pay attention to.

This one will hopefully soon be forgotten. The whole tribe has come down with the, "Oh my gods this crud has been dragging on for a week and just when I started to feel better it got worse." The youngest of course has come through the long tunnel and is about recovered, just as we are getting taken by the worst of it. She's ready to bounce off the walls having been couped up for a whole week. We of course just want to sleep.

I pretended I was OK enough to rearrange the living room which makes it a little more livable. I also took my first forays into back-sweetening wine and starting a Blueberry wine. Hopefully they will all be grand. I'm almost ready to bust out the Green tea and Ginger wine I just bottled. As there is no ginger in our house. I'm at a total loss how can anyone cure themselves of anything without Ginger? I will soon need to find some ginger or this might linger on indefinetly.

Canned!

The fates have done their part; the Foggy Sage has officially been given notice that he will be laid off. This brings his total to 100% of real jobs he has been laid off from. There were jobs here and there that I quit for various reason like moving or not being a student. Mostly they were short term jobs anyways. All my real, employed by a corporation jobs - I have been laid off from.

In the back of my mind I wonder if I'm the cosmic death keel for these jobs, this one I can at least blame on the economy and poor management. The Universe is as kind as she is wide so for now we rest in comfort. The Foggy Sage has been wanting out of this one for a while now; so in the end. This job has served what was needed. The future is still open for business!