Several people have asked me "So where's the blog been, Jim?"
The fact is I lost my job and have been pretty busy looking for a new one.
It's tough to lose a job.
To admit you've been let go.
Asked to leave.
You name it.
It occurs to me that losing a job is like losing a friend. A friend that you maybe didn't like too much, maybe was a little boring. But someone you had gotten used to.
When you lose a friend you grieve, and the same thing happens when you lose a job.
Elizabeth Kübler-Ross in her 1969 book "On Death and Dying" (thank you, Wikipedia) says there are 5 stages of grief.
1. Denial (I can't believe they fired me.)
2. Anger (I can't believe those FUCKING BASTARDS fired me!!!)
3. Bargaining (Hey, maybe if I take a pay cut...)
4. Depression (You know, I really kinda miss that job...)
5. Acceptance (I can't believe those GODDAMN FUCKING BASTARDS fired me!!!!!)
Okay, so I haven't quite gotten to the Acceptance part yet.