Friday, March 27, 2009

Archie and me


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,


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...


5:05 PM  

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