Via email
this week, former coworker and aspiring punmeister Aurelio asked me how my
post-corporate life has been. I explained,
A fair question, sir! It's too soon to say, of course, after four
years. I've been treating it this week more as an at-home vacation while I
continue to untense inside. So I've been getting a lot of painting and other
household work done, some car maintenance, etc. I don't want to be unoccupied
much longer professionally, though – I like the work and responsibilities to be
found in a good office… not to mention the learning experiences.
My résumé is fully caught up, and I'll be carpeting the greater
local business area with it. Another buddy of mine (self-employed) suggested I
should lay it under windshield-wipers like gofers for Chinese restaurants do.
Well, I don't have the yen for that method, so for me it'll be via online
sites, email, and in person. And, yes, I still remember how to tie a tie.
I added
later:
Don't want to enjoy it too much, Chief, you know? So I've just now
fired off a résumé for executive assistant with a locally-based construction
firm; plenty more in my sights, too – plus I've got other folks with their ears
to the office grapevines, letting me know about positions before they even hit
the news.
I'm looking at this span as much like a pause while I run a 5K (or
when you're biking twice that) – you take a second to catch your breath, swig
some water, wipe your brow, and stretch out your calves and lower back, then
head out again.
Indeed. All
told I sent out four résumés, though I admit I started late in the week – I'd
like to get that many out daily. To that end, today sister Mew (as has
our mother) spotted a couple further good candidate-positions that I'll put in
for tomorrow.
I am
determined, as I've said enough already, never to commute that far again daily;
I won't miss it. Still, I'll also miss out on the range of silly
bumper-stickers and custom license-plates that have had me giggling from time
to time, while bobbing and weaving to avoid the near-daily accidents.
Taking
breaks from painting this weekend, I tidied up my first few weeks of archived
blogs (futzed-up formatting, some misspellings and ambiguities I missed during
my first half-dozen proofreads). In the process, I stumbled over (and since
have lost) a section of someone else's blog, where he (?) provides photos of
the many silly license-plates (and other sights) he sees while commuting on
some of the same stretches of road that I've been wearing myself down on.
Does s/he
take these photos while driving? Or is s/he the passenger in a carpool, bus, or
some such, that leaves his hands free? I actually recognized a few of these
plates, too – though for the sake even of strangers' privacy, I'd rather not
identify the states involved (nor take my hands from the wheel long enough to
expose a daguerreotype, or just snap a shot with my
more-modern brownie. (Mmm… browwwwnie…).
But I did
quickly scribble down some odd plates over my last few weeks hauling tuchis to
and fro the office. Here they are, in no particular order, with some needless
comment:
EVLGNUS Evil Genius,
or Evil News? (The vehicle also had several hockey stickers)
1DA-HØG (This one
wasn't a custom plate; one of the states in this area has plates that read as
XXX-###, ###-XXX, and – most recently -- #XX-X##.) First I thought
"Idaho?" Then: "I, da hog!"
PAKIRA Pa Kira? Pak
Ira? Not paprika!
HAPPY U
MOVIES
MUZKNME
4HZGLRY Obviously
"for His glory", right? or "for his gallery?"
NYAMEYE Hah!
"New York(er) Am I"!
YUM
L8CZECH I've
bounced a few of these, too
KRPAADM IIRC, I've
seen this several times on a little black sports-car; I'm thinking the driver
seized more than just the day
GOFORIT
5UBD011 "Sub
Doll"? I don't want to know.
IHVGAS Heh-heh;
this one was on a Hummer
TOFOG
TDINEWF "To
Dine Wif"? "Touchdown in East-West Field"?
D-MENTED
TECHSAN Japanese
computer-geek, perhaps?
BAADAYE "Bad
Eye"? Or "Baaaad Day!"?
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