It was pointed out to me this morning by someone I like and trust that I make many complaint-jokes about my job. So let me say this: My life is OK. I’m quickly rebuilding my relationship with my sons. I have friends in State College. I’m slowly building up a freelance career so I can work for myself. I date people. I have a nice apartment with two cats. I’m very grateful for all of that. Truly.
Also, I will continue to make darkly comic jokes about things in my life. I’m a receptionist at a car dealership making $15K a year with no benefits and that is hilarious in the way finally getting to fly on an airplane for the first time only to have it crash midway through the flight is hilarious. And yes, I’m here because of the decisions I made and I’m doing my best to make better ones. But for now, I need to keep making jokes because they help me stay sane. And I make them to all of you because you’re fabulous. Love you all. Need a Buick? Want to hear me answer the phone? 814-867-4444
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