Brief Periods of Unemployment After College, as Told to Me by Friends

A few months after getting my first steady job since being unemployed, I still hadn't let go of a lot of the habits and anxieties I'd developed during that time. I'd go up and down the grocery store aisle price-comparing boxed pasta, shaming myself for ever spending more than $20 at a time. I joked to friends that I was a recovering unemployed person, working my way through a twelve-step program.

Luring the Kids Back to Their Hometowns

Cincinnati Magazine has a story about the city of Wilmington, Ohio, which saw its unemployment rate skyrocket to 19 percent after the city's biggest employer, DHL, left the city during the Great Recession. Wilmington went into crisis mode to get the city back into shape and persuaded DHL to donate the land and buildings back to the city. The city also convinced a lot of its young people to return to Wilmington after they finished college.

Working Odd Jobs, But By Choice

Faced with a dire economy and an unstable job market, America's young people haven't just wallowed in self-pity and thrown their hands up in despair. They've gotten creative. They've adapted and evolved, creating their own jobs and doing whatever it takes to make a buck or two, and at the very least, pay the rent.

Why This Millennial Doesn’t Buy Stuff

Young people aren't buying stuff. Wonder why?

Talking With Andrew Rappo, the Elf from Christmas Cats TV

For three days this December, the internet got to experience the joy of Christmas Cats TV, a 9-to-5 live stream of an elf and a grandmother playing with cats, drinking from a flask, and listening to Christmas classics. How did this come to be? I tracked down the elf to ask him.

How a Young, Recent College Grad Does Money

Alice: I am 20. I'm a creative writer (copywriter) for two medium-market radio stations owned by the same company.

Preoccupied with 20-Somethings

People are fascinated with the lives of 20-Somethings, and by fascinated, I mean it is a span of years we can't stop talking about.

The Youngs Have No Jobs

It's the first Friday of the month, which means the Bureau of Labor Statistics has released new jobs numbers!

A Boomer Measures His Son’s Success

In the Times’s “Booming” section (about baby boomers) Jim Sollisch has a really sweet essay about his son Max, a 25-year-old singer/songwriter signed to an indie label, who although doesn’t make a ton of money, is living a life he seems to love. Sollisch says that we often measure success by how much money we make but, of course, there’s much more to it than that:

What my friends don’t know is how to measure any of this on the only scale most of us have. You know, the one the I.R.S. uses. And to be honest, I’m not sure how to answer the question either. How successful is Max’s music career? What is a tattoo on the forearm of a 20-something in a medium-size Midwestern state worth? The Eskimos have all those words for snow, and it seems the only language we have for expressing success is numeric. It may be a universal language, but it’s an impoverished one. Maybe we need a word for “never having to sit in a meeting where someone reads long power point slides out loud.” Maybe we should have an expression that captures the level of success you’ve achieved when you do exactly what you love every day.

Max gets up when he likes and does what he loves. He avoids most of the things that most of us numerically successful people complain about all the time: racing from one unreasonable deadline to the next, sitting in unproductive meetings and watching simple things made complicated by committees. And he doesn’t want for much, largely because he’s smart enough to know that the only way to be rich is to want little. He takes no money from his parents. If he doesn’t make enough from a particular tour to cover the next few months, he gets jobs substitute teaching. Somehow he manages to save a little money.

Sollisch still worries what his son will do if his music career doesn’t work out (because dads worry about their children), but when he looks at his son, he believes that Max’s success is “off the charts.”

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Millennials in Washington

With the zeal of a motivational speaker, Behnke tells her clients they can buy in the District at a cost comparable to the pricey rents here if they take in roommates to help make the mortgage. Twenty-five-to-34-year-olds in the District might earn a median salary of $44,680 (nationally, the median income for millennials in metropolitan areas is $27,025). But rents in neighborhoods such as Columbia Heights, Adams Morgan and Logan Circle average $2,000 per bedroom — far above the generally recommended income-to-expense ratio of 30 percent. Why not pay yourself rather than a landlord, Behnke reasons.

Yet after a day of showings, the 29-year-old will trek up 11th Street NW to a Columbia Heights rowhouse she shares with three friends. With the city’s median home price at $460,000, the agent who sells the Washington dream is a renter.

This weekend’s Washington Post Magazine is all about millennials and though I generally can’t bring myself to read pieces about the youngs these days, I just couldn’t help myself. It’s not terrible? I did find the story about the millennial real estate agent trying to convince her peers to buy houses and then rent out the rooms so they can actually afford to live in them a little batty. Also, Georgetown is apparently trying to be cool with the young crowd again (what, was it not cool when I worked in that neighborhood nine years ago and went to piano-sing-alongs at Mr. Smiths?).

In Search of a Place to Live

Two months ago I found, got, and lost my dream apartment over the course of 24 hours.