9:30 am: Woken up by alarm, which you set for 9:30 because it is not too early, and not too late to make you look lazy. Plus; it gives you ample time to apply for jobs. The clock is placed far away from your bed to ensure you will have to get up to turn it off.
9:32 am: Finally succeed in making it over to the alarm to turn it off so you can go back to sleep.
10:37 am: Begrudgingly get up.
10:51 am: Make pot of coffee, and commence with the best part of your day: The first cigarette. It is savored because all subsequent cigarettes bring diminishing returns, or because you can't afford another pack.
11:01 am: With cup of coffee, surf the following websites if football season is going on: espn.com, footballoutsiders.com, deadspin.com, cnnsi.com, and your team's website.
If football season is not going on: espn.com (for other sports), footballoutsiders.com (in case there is an offseason article), deadspin.com (for other sports), and the following Gawker related sites: Gawker, wonkette, gridskipper, and deadspin (again). Also, take a look at Slate to get "real" news.
12:11 pm: Hunger calls. If you have ramen or easy mac at the house, eat it. If not, take a shower.
12:33 pm: If in Philly or Brooklyn, leave apartment to go to corner deli and get a reuben sandwich. If in Hyattsville, hop in the car and go to California tortilla or some bullshit equivalent. Even though it is only a mile away, it will still take you an hour and a half.
1:01 pm: You are now faced with the classic choice of unemployment: Apply for jobs, or frantically search for your roommates weed that you know he is hiding from you.
1:28 pm: Hidden in the cat food bag! Score!
1:40 pm: Ahhh, now what to do with your high? Grant Theft Auto? Whit Stillman movies? A short story?
1:51 pm: Finally settle on what to do: Surf the same websites you did three hours ago for new content.
2:04 pm: After finishing reading, pace around for the next hour wondering what would have happened if you had actually taken that hot indian/asian/canadian/insert exotic ethnicity girl to your senior year halloween party.
3:00 pm: 4 and a half hours into your day and you haven't applied for a single job. Spend the next half hour wondering why you continue this pattern every day.
3:39 pm: Finally start looking at jobs on Monster and Craigslist.
3:56 pm: Find a decent position on Monster, but it requires a cover letter; a big turnoff.
5:15 pm: Finish cover letter and send.
5:45 pm: Roommate gets home and notices unfinished weed in the bowl you forgot to clear out. Lie your ass off and consider not packing so much next time.
Editors note: Apologies to my former roommates Brandon and Owen.
Friday, November 9, 2007
Diary of the unemployed
Posted by Scott at 9:53 AM
Labels: Gawker, Gridskipper, Whit Stillman, Wonkette
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