My Fabulous, Unemployed Life: The Soundtrack
My Fabulous, Unemployed Life: The Soundtrack (by Lizabeth Rogers, guest writer) Not so long ago, this dolly was workin’ 9 to 6. Makin’ important phone calls and strivin’ to meet team goals. I followed a fancy block schedule and attended bourgie company meetings. I took my job seriously — and thus, my coffee intravenously, and my Prozac before bedtime. I was fighting surmounting stress, frustration, and my own post-baccalaureate reluctance to having a job that required a headset, when I had a revelation: I’m 23; shit’s not that real. I drew a line in the sand, my friends. I made an executive decision, in the name of my young happiness, to dive [with the intensity with which I had often wished (at 9:05 on Mondays) to dive into a tequila shot] into the perilous waters of unemployment. Dolly says, “Stick it to the man.” I have yet to apologize. Between coupon-clipping and vacuuming naked, I’ve compiled my top songs for the gainfully unemployed spirit. Like any mix tape,...
