here we are

Jason Rhyley / ATL / Actual old person

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sv asked: I want to hear all about it.

Assuming you mean the new job? There’s not much to tell. Everyone I’ve met so far is, bizarrely, pretty decent. The work is diverting but not overly challenging, and I’ve been consistently left to my own devices to accomplish the tasks set before me in my own way. It’s actually very strange, to be treated like an adult at work. After a career in various customer service fields, where your every action is necessarily circumscribed by corporate best practices, it seems downright subversive.

It’s not all wine and roses, of course. I’m on my feet a lot. I spend a lot of time moving heavy pieces of computer equipment from one place to another. It helps, though, to meditate on this:

That’s the living room of an apartment I can more than afford, now. Located exactly two blocks away from my work.

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So I guess I really got the job. When they give you a company ID, that’s pretty official, right?

So I guess I really got the job. When they give you a company ID, that’s pretty official, right?

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So the exciting event I was hinting about has come to pass, and I’ll be starting a new full-time job Monday morning. Some of you may be aware that four years ago I dropped pretty much my entire life in the trash and moved to another state in the wake of a decade-long relationship which had, especially looking back on it now, gotten a bit scary towards the end. My sister graciously offered me refuge, in a situation which was uncomfortable for all involved but acceptable, because temporary. Turns out.

“It’s all about who you know” is a truism, and not having a network of friends and acquaintances here nor many opportunities to build one, I struggled to find gainful employment. I didn’t gain much from my naïve hand-me-the-bootstraps approach to career-building than an unshakable negative view of temp agencies and online job listing sites. Do not speak to me of LinkedIn. Ultimately it was who I knew, again my sainted sister, who put me in contact with the right people at the right time.

As someone who has been broke, really and truly poor, I still feel like this could all fall apart at any time. But another part of me has already worked out a detailed monthly budget that has me owning a car (used) and living in my own apartment (studio) by Halloween, if I can stick to it. I am elated, I am terrified, I am grateful, and I am determined.

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Just dropped the sentence

The fact that today it seems to be universal is merely the product of a lot of white people getting on a lot of boats, freighted not only with their lust for gold but also their questionable mores and customs.

into a discussion about romantic love in my online class, and walked away like
I’ve done my required posts for the week, so I hope they have fun with that one.

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I’m just superstitious enough that I won’t discuss it before it’s all settled, but today I scrawled my childlike signature in approximately 27 places, slid the resulting kindergarten craft project into a fedex envelope, and I am terrified.

My spreadsheets inform me that I’ll soon be able to achieve my dream. I’m 32 and I’ve never lived alone. But what if my taste in décor is pedestrian?