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You know that sinking feeling you get when you hear your boss say: “Hey, can I see you in my office?” Yeah, you know what I’m talking about. And if you don’t, then you’re one of the fortunate few who hasn’t been laid off, downsized, made redundant, or just lost a job.
I was laid off last June as part of the first wave of this recession, and at the time, I thought: “Well, I’ll find something in the next two or three months.” Three months turned into four, four into seven, and even though I was doing all the things one is supposed to do when looking for work, I had exactly one interview for an editorial job, and then … nothing but polite letters of rejection.
Of course, as I was trying to change my microeconomic situation, the global macroeconomic terrain shifted and what little air was left inside the bubble leaked out in an SBD way, causing many jobs to wither up and die in its cloud of noxious fumes. Every day, it seemed, employment news got worse and worse, and every day I tried to keep my chin up and not let the bad news affect my motivation level. I gotta say, it was tough at times, and if it wasn’t for family and friends, it would have been pretty bleak.
If there’s an uplifting note to this story it’s that I did find gainful employment. However, right as I was ready to start my new job (at the company that had laid me off seven months previous), my wife, and then my brother, lost their jobs. I heard from acquaintances, friends, and friends of friends about the snowballing effect this recession is having on the employment situation of many who thought their jobs were secure. I’m sure you’ve heard similar stories, and maybe you’re one of them. It’s all so depressing and, in some ways, numbing. Pretty boo-hoo stuff, really. But if you find yourself wallowing in self-pity, or just need an infusion of sympathy for those less fortunate than you, here’s a little mix I whipped up for times like these.
“Career Opportunities,” the Clash (download)
Love may mean never having to say you’re sorry, but don’t be sorry about having to take a shit job for less pay just to keep your head above water – even if the Clash highlight a few soul-killing jobs in this tune. Just remember: it’s not forever. Things will turn around and when you’re in a position to, you can tell your boss to take this job and shove it. (more…)
Ahh, the kids are back in school and out of my hair, which opens up wide vistas of time to revisit some old favorites on the iTunes playlist, stuff with which Mojo can whistle while he works. Probably new to you—indeed, we of Popdose love to dote on lesser-known but wonderfully talented musicians—is the one and only Paul Reddick, a Canadian harp player whose vintage gear propels his sound back into the late 1950s.
Triumph was an arena rock staple in the late ’70s and through much of the ’80s, particularly in their native Canada, where they were known for their bombastic, pyro-filled shows, as well as bassist Mike Levine’s 