It’s difficult to put into words and pictures just how much of a shock and then how down I felt after the rug was pulled out from under my, and all the other graphic designers, feet last Thursday. Compiling tonight,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Posts Tagged Unemployed
It’s a bit unsettling, when you’re speaking with someone for the first time, trying to get to know them, that all they talk about is, well… suicide. Now, I can understand it, if she’d been working on this book, this[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
It’s still difficult to understand. I woke up early, even though I really didn’t have to. When the phone rang and it was that PA Turnpike job Product Manager I’d forgotten all about the meeting we had planned today. By[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Yes, it all came down to unfilled forms. If you read this comic from 10/22/18 you’ll see the difficulty I had with their web site accepting the forms I filled out. Well, it was some of them and a couple of other[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I may have written this before, but at the end of every day I write down notes of what happened that day. Thanks to these notes when I fall behind (oh, who am I kidding, I’m always behind) these notes[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
This may seem like an odd comic to draw. Drawing a comic about not being able to draw a comic, but this is exactly how I feel right now. Or how I felt when this day occurred. Obviously, by the[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I suppose a “glass half full” type would say, well, at least I have all this time to properly move and unpack everything, that at least I have time to fix up much needed yard work. That, by driving to[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I really can’t add anything here. I’m overwhelmed with all that has happened to me in just twelve days. A flood n a house I had just bought, losing a job, waiting to hear from unemployment, my insurance company telling[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
In case you were curious, here’s what the walls looked like, after they ripped off the wainscoting. That mold must have been building up for years. I wonder why?
I do feel numb. With no job. So, no paycheck. A brand new mortgage. A flooded family room. A house that I can’t move into yet. The cost of this restoration and then… god knows what (like, why is all[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…