Friday, March 27, 2009

Archie and me


(Ha!)


A lot has passed since my last post, and my cat's death. There's a new meower in the house. Archie. A red head pussycat, named after the comedic Archie of my childhood, and just as clumsy and good natured. I'm his Betty and his Veronica. As I type, he's passed out on my shoulder, small white paws in my hair, his favourite position. There's something very comforting about a warm furry little guy by my side again.

This morning, as the city slept, I chewed a bit of breakfast, swallowed some coffee and worried. Job interviews always put me on edge. Trying to find a shirt that isn't wrinkled. Finding an unravelling hem at the last minute, quickly painting my toenails while smoking a cig. It's always the same. Same fitted skirt, heels, same long sleeves hiding same scars. The job-interview uniform.

I'm notoriously unpunctual for everything. But not job interviews. I pulled in 15 minutes early and checked my lipstick. Thanks to the web, I'd already seen what the man I was meeting would look like. Forties, cocky, black-hair and big-teeth. I recognized him immediately.

The agency was like a dark early 90s cave, I couldn't do my usual "nice place you've got here". He led me into a small meeting room with mismatched bad art. I showed him my work, he showed me his. They're semi-creative with bad design, but they pay well. Enough to keep Archie in cat biscuits at least. I'm slowly gathering freelance clients. There aren't any full time jobs. Not one. I have three weeks left before my last day at work. The ad agency I work for, like so many, is going under.

It's scary, but it will all work out. Life has been too predictable for too long,

8 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

If it ever rains, that tree is ready.--Traveler's Insurance

8:30 AM  
Blogger Joe said...

Hang in there. I have been reading this blog since inception.

I hope you are well, and send you good wishes from Montana.

4:42 PM  
Blogger Erik Donald France said...

. . . and, indeed, with Detroit muscle ;->

Come summer, I'll be happy with a temp or part-time job.

3:49 AM  
Blogger Heroinhead said...

You're writing very well... I think you should try and do something with that.

Best wishes, Shane.

12:13 PM  
Blogger rX said...

YOU'RE BACK!! and were missed lots... definitely nothing better than having a furry guy by your side :)
good luck with the job hunt x

4:31 PM  
Blogger Michelle's Spell said...

Hey honey,

Glad you're back! The new kitty sounds sweet. And I agree with you about job interviews -- total suck nightmare! Your writing is great as always -- my favorite line is the one about the long sleeves hiding the same scars. Feel like that a lot myself.

11:51 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Glad you have a new pal and pleased to be reading your writings again.

11:10 AM  
Anonymous Tui said...

Thanks everyone, your comments mean a lot, and I will try to update more regular-like, with tales of my unemployed self eating two-minute noodles and getting intimate with day-time telly, or whatever is to come...

t

5:05 PM  

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