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Friday, February 19, 2010

Retail Therapy

I have two interns right now. Both are kickass, and both are mid-20’s women who in a normal world would have really successful positions. But instead they’re working whatever jobs they can find and volunteering their time at a no-income position which they’re extensively overqualified for.

Talking to them scares the hell out of me. It makes me so grateful that both DJ and I have government jobs, with excellent benefits. That our version of the recession has been relatively insulated. Grateful that both of us are generally pretty conservative personally. That we’re in positions to help our community move forward once this recession is over. That we have regular, predictable incomes, however small it sometimes feels.

In many ways, it feels like seeing your neighbor widowed, only to go home and hug your significant other and be thankful its not you they’re pitying. It sucks. I feel guilty. It’s a downer; especially if you listen to NPR on the way home about young 23 year old soldiers killed in Afghanistan.

It can be so easy to slip into a serious case of depression and “where in the hell is our world headed”. Our answer? Dinner at Ale Works, and retail therapy. Check out how small that collar is!

And so it begins. It seems amazing that such a small pup will grow into a 65-80 lb dog.

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