The one time of month I hate more than my period is when I have to sort through the monthly bills with my ex. You’d think that the mortgage, utilities and school tuition would top the list of high-priority bills. But he always tries to maneuver the conversation to other things, such as my travel, which [...]
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
There are more people on the Earth than the planet is old. There are more stars in the universe than grains of sand. There are more people who are unemployed (15.7 million) than during the Great Depression. Startling facts. Even more startling times. In the months before Christmas (and all the other upcoming holidays), everyone is stirring about life [...]
Monday, November 9, 2009
Employees can make an employer look good. But who makes the boss look good? The brownnoser. To Ann, that’s too dull and has a pejorative ring to it. Nobody wants to be called a brownnoser. With so much free time on her hands from being unemployed for almost a year, Ann has spent a good deal of it [...]
Thursday, November 5, 2009
When I read online dating profiles, I don’t really know what I’m looking for. I just know it when I read it. I spend about as much time reading them as I imagine recruiters spend reading resumes—about 30 seconds. Like a hiring manager, I’m looking for someone that grabs my attention. It could be the sincerity of [...]
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
ANN’S NOTE: Ann makes a splash in the Washington City Paper—Washington Post Profile Brings Up Touchy Subject: What Claim Do Writers Have on Their Bylines? Every time I a write about Viagra men tell me they don’t need it, and they use subtle words that beat around the bush, as if I should be impressed. I’m flummoxed [...]
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
My urge; have to pee. My luck; enter bathroom at The Diner in Adams Morgan. Two stalls. Both occupied; one with a female caregiver (me thinking young grandma) talking to her three-ish something girl. “When did you throw up?” says the caregiver. No answer. I cross my legs. No action in the other stall—feet hanging off the toilet [...]
Monday, October 26, 2009
When I go out with a guy for the first time, some charge ahead with a 3-minute dossier of themselves as if they were interviewing for a job. The conversation goes something like this, “I’ve been divorced twice, have three kids, two grandchildren and used to be active in sports before I injured myself in a [...]
Friday, October 23, 2009
Ann’s rushing and running late—again. This time to the doctor’s office. No car. No time for a cab, or nerve to hitchhike. She hauls up her bike from the basement, dashes out the front door and swings her leg over the bike seat to catch the pedal. But, uh-oh, her fanny flies into the air like a dog [...]
Friday, October 16, 2009
Most online job applications require you to submit references from the get-go. I don’t have a problem with that. I understand a prospective employer wants to make sure I’m not a lunatic. It seems so unfair, though. Why can’t I ask for vendor references to see if the company I might work for pays its bills [...]
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
I live in a constant and fluctuating state of disorganization. My life on the brink stems from a disproportionate ratio of fear and lack of executive functioning skills. Look, I’m just being honest. I pretend to be highly organized, and, in many respects I am. The books for my volunteer-run nonprofit are in tippy-top order, and I use [...]
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