It was just last year at this very time that I was balls deep in unemployment. It’s impossible to forget the embarrassment of filing for weekly unemployment benefits. I fortunately landed a few short-term contracts to make up the difference between what I was pulling in (unemployment-wise) and my expenses. Ask any professional salt, though, and they’ll tell you: it’s the worst season whatsoever for a seaman to find steady work, fall-winter in other words.
I’d literally been fired just as the maritime season was winding down. On purpose or not, my former employer couldn’t have chosen a more venomous time in which to make its decision. An almost fifteen year span of good, steady and reliable income ended abruptly, wrongfully. Meanwhile, the season of reckless spending was just around the corner. I wouldn’t put up a tree.
Just this week, and in sharp contrast, I bought some brand new bowls, a butter dish, and a few other kitchen accoutrements. Bowls, bitches!
Ceramic ones even.
-tmc
Things Men Carry 