Tag Archives: work

Stick this in your LinkedIn profile

Posted on February 15, 2017 by pinklightsabre

When I met the other consultant the first thing I thought was god, he’s young and the next thing, god, I’m old…I’d been out of the workforce about a year, maybe two…but I felt much older than that, I felt … Continue reading →

Posted in musings | Tagged aging, aging workforce, postaday, prose, William Pearse writer, work, youth and experience | 19 Comments

Blue in green: Monday, January 23

Posted on January 24, 2017 by pinklightsabre

I got too close to my car, which is never good (emotionally attached), probably starting to identify with it falling apart, the inexplicable warning lights flickering going up steep hills, knowing it was only a matter of time. And I … Continue reading →

Posted in Memoir | Tagged identity, postaday, William Pearse writer, work, work identity, work-life balance | 16 Comments

“All Right Now”

Posted on October 15, 2015 by pinklightsabre

When I started up at my last job, the corporate memos were the same style as a competitor I worked for prior, because the competitor had stolen the Word template and just changed the logo at the top, but kept the … Continue reading →

Posted in writing | Tagged aging, coming of age, corporate america, existentialism, identity, Memoir, Portland, Seattle, the nature of art, Wordpress, work, work-life balance, writing | 54 Comments

Lay vs. Lie

Posted on August 1, 2015 by pinklightsabre

BELLEVUE, WASHINGTON 20 JANUARY 2009 Dawn and I sat in the car in the Macy’s parking garage discussing what we’d do if I lost my job, decided we’d move to Germany, liked the idea so much we agreed we’d go … Continue reading →

Posted in death | Tagged Cliffs of Moher, death, European travel, expats, lay vs lie, Memoir, Ray Bradbury, REM, SARI, The Baltimore Waltz, travel, work, work-life balance | 6 Comments

Life is the job interview you didn’t realize was a job interview

Posted on January 16, 2015 by pinklightsabre

We don’t preen here, the #2 guy says. He repeats himself because he likes the word preen, he puts it in italics. It forces the three of us to pause and think about our last jobs, because we all have … Continue reading →

Posted in humor | Tagged Alf, aliens, asps, cats, corporate america, dogs, Egyptians, elves, humor, life lessons for the lost, mental disorders, The Hobbit, Therionthropy, Tolkien, work | 4 Comments

Geographic Tongue

Posted on January 13, 2015 by pinklightsabre

I’m told it’s common, affecting 2-3% of the population, which doesn’t sound common, but intriguing still: Geographic Tongue. I picked my hygienist because she seems genuinely passionate about oral health. When I ask for more information she gets excited talking … Continue reading →

Posted in humor | Tagged blogging, course navigation, creative non-fiction, dentist, dogs, Geographic Tongue, hiking, humor, Memoir, oral health, psychics, route finding, self-awareness, work, writing | 21 Comments

The day I turned purple

Posted on December 22, 2014 by pinklightsabre

It was a dark, moody sunrise from the top of our office building that day, No Roof Access. The kind of morning you can’t tell if the sun is really there, it’s just a band of white below the cloud … Continue reading →

Posted in death | Tagged CNF, corporate america, fourth dimension, identity, Memoir, SODO, tesseract, time passages, unemployment, work | 13 Comments