My Mother famous words of economic wisdom: “It a rescission if you have a job, but a depression to your neighbor if he doesn’t have one.” Now we all have our moms and every one of them have different quirks. There is the good input and the bad input that’s what makes humans “wise”. After losing my job I had many irrational thoughts. Some example:
“I’m going to dye.”
“I’m going to turn into a rotting potato.”
“What about my Internet!”
I went to my mothers house to relieve my emotions and drink coffee. Who know when Ill get my next cup. We sat down to two cups of Joe and started to chat. Like a bats capabilities to sense a tasty nearby treat my mom had the same type intuition. She gently asked: “what’s wrong?” “Mom I lost my job, wah, wah, gripe, gripe, and what about tissue paper?” It’s good to stress of the little stuff so that the bigger ones have a better opportunity to eat. Then the ancestral grace; the wisdom of generations muttered “It a rescission if you have a job, but a depression to your neighbor if he doesn’t have one.” At this point all and any expression of grief or hope on my face is now replaced with a dumb stare. This awkward silence invited Jimmy for a cup of Joe. The only thought in my head is:
I’m the neighbor!
I’m going to lose my home!
I’m going to lose my car!
I’m going to lose my collection of AC Adapters!
“Mom, what do I do?”
The mouth of the ancient wisdoms muttered yet another phrase: “GET A JOB.”
Jimmy had a stunned look on his face now. I’m never been the one to watch the News (or TV for that matter), read the paper (an occasional comic strip), or read the latest internet updates. Despite my ignorance on national and international events; I’m fully aware of the sprouting unemployment ratio. I’m a single pebble out of many, and many of the other pebbles are more shinny and have degrees. I leave my mom Casita’ shocked and hyper from the coffee. Like and Osterage I wanted to stick my head into the nearest hole or maybe a nice watering bucket. How long can an Osterage hold its breath before it pushes up some daisies? I go home a “refresh my resume” and call old friends to start networking. It’s the networking that caught my job. Leave it to a few good beers to land a job. It was about a month later but its working out. My mothers “bad input” did not empower me (in any way), but it got me on the right track. So invite Jimmy over when your neighbor loses their job and simply say “GET A JOB”. Then go and get them sloshed. It’s what they need to hear.

ty mirror