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WORKLIFE PAGES
...being some chronicles relating to what I do for money in this world...


"a heart that's full up like a landfill 
a job that slowly kills you
bruises that won't healYou were so tired
happy, bring down the government
they don't, they don't speak for her
I'll take the quiet life
 a handshake of carbon monoxide"


~ Radiohead ~






well... I could have settled for any of the mid-level management jobs in health care I was offered during this job search, but I was holding out hoping for something better to come along... unfortunately, time has run out on the budget (with a little help from a "friend"... can you feel the love tonight?... ok, how about the sarcasm?) and I'm going to say yes to a local residential treatment program for adolescents if they offer... I've got the feeling they will since it's a no-brain entry level position (at least for me, not even supervision)... the good news is it pays almost as much as the supervisory and manager positions I've seen with other agencies and more than some of them... hopefully I'll hear from them in the next few days (the resume phone number, at long last, is fixed and going into voice mail... no more trusting other people's phone lines... now I just need to find phone lines I can borrow to check messages... or spend food money on pay phones... yet somehow, I still am hopeful today... good to be crazy)...

whine whine whine

the driving for dollars job is still doing the necessary backgound checks... it doesn't pay as well, so if I can get enough hours at the other job, I might not need it (or have time for it)... I can make the same money I'd get after 55 hours at the driving in about 30 hours overtime at the therapist job... some part of me is amazed and even in shock that I've come back down to counting pennies and hours after all the years I spent in luxury salaried positions, but it's been my choices of priorities... putting love ahead of survival, alas... and failing at it... anyway, I think the title is Mental Hygiene Therapist, ironically, after all these years I come full circle... what's that?... oh yeah, that's life...

maybe I'll even remember how to write again J

  don't ask me how...


IT'S THE GREAT JOB FOR THE NEW MILLENIUM HUNT!

WANNA HELP? check out and pass around my RESUME

and you are very welcome and encouraged to offer

JOB LEAD HELP   or even... FRIENDSHIP J


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