As you may know if you follow me on Twitter, last week, my boss realized I was “dangerously close” to the end of my funding. As in, over it. So, yeah, that happened fast. Yes, we should have kept a better eye on it, but nonetheless, it is what it is. And more importantly, I knew it was coming so I shouldn’t be as surprised and bummed out about it as I am. It turns out that suddenly becoming unemployed again is actually worse than being unemployed the first time, because when you tell people, they say things like:
“Isn’t there more funding?” Hmmm, let me just check the office couch cushions.
“Well, at least you got really great experience.” Yes, yes I did. In the three months that I worked at this office. Which still doesn’t amount to much on a resume, unfortunately.
“Do you think maybe you’ll look for jobs in [nearby city]?” Considering the last time around, I applied to about a million jobs in [nearby city], yes, I’ll be looking for jobs here, there, and everywhere.
“Think about all the stuff you’ll get done!” Listen, again, people, I’ve played this game before. Unemployment is not productive. I get more done when I work a full day and come home and do things in the evenings than when I take a full day off. Which is why I’m still volunteering.
Really the only acceptable responses to this situation are, “dude, that totally sucks” (or variation); or “would you like some wine?” Or perhaps, “now at least you don’t have to wear suits everyday!” [Which may or may not be my reaction.]