This sounds amazing. (How did NOBODY want to perform to Ego?! That song is perfect.)
I don't understand the advice given here! Like, because you were previously happy with your salary, you shouldn't be impacted by the fact that they're willing to throw that same exact amount of money at someone who has none of the qualifications/experience you have (unless "being a charming man" counts for something which, oh wait, IT DOES IN OUR SOCIETY)? Ugh. Quit! You deserve better.
@ATF If you're going to be in South Beach, check out Yardbird and Ola! The speakeasy-type bar at the back of the Gale Hotel is also super romantic and fantastic!
I live in a super 'trendy' neighborhood in the city, and pay through the nose for my rent. I had to basically give a blood sample plus a crazy security deposit to get my apartment. It's a very small building - about 15 units - with no security, and the super lives offsite. Two of my neighbors use AirBnB/HomeAway (I've found their listings after I noticed hordes of tourists being unable to unlock our front door) and it drives me crazy. Because the area is really popular, they can command ~$300 a night on these sites, and I think to afford it, entire families or groups of friends will come stay. So what is supposed to be a quiet, secure building is instead filled with a half-dozen strangers for a few nights, soon to be replaced by another 5 of them the next week. So far they've just been noisy during the daytime and messy - but I'm afraid that some group will turn out to be destructive, incredibly loud at night, or worse. I actually have never seen either of my 'real' neighbors there, or at least not in months. Maybe they're living with significant others? And yet...I'm reluctant to turn my neighbors in? It grates on me that my small building now looks like a hotel half the time, but narc-ing seems so unpleasant. But I should call the landlord, right?
In addition to totally confusing me, this series made me sad in a sense. The level of subterfuge and mental energy expended on 'hiding' (literally and mentally) was overwhelming. I realize the focus is on the 'how' and not the rest of her life, but the fleeting mention of one coworker being the only one who knows made me wonder where the author's friends were, if she ever loosened her strict eating-out-of-the-trash diet to go out, if the three-days-in-the-office-without-leaving was ever interrupted to walk around the park, etc. It just seemed really lonely.
Where did you shower...?
I work at a big law firm, and while I don't think I'll do it forever, I don't go into work every morning feeling like my soul is being crushed. I am sure there are clients I would not want to represent and work I wouldn't want to do, but you can find fulfilling work outside of the non-profit sector. That being said, I don't think the legal market will recover to where it was before the crash. Applicants should really calculate how much they'll need to make per year to pay off their loans, and not rely on law school admissions offices' numbers on what graduates make. The numbers are hugely skewed by the inclusion of people who work at big law firms, to say nothing of all the other ways they're manipulated. Research the area you want to live after grad, and what different types of lawyers ACTUALLY make there (small firm, medium firm, government, etc.). Is the life you want to live sustainable on all of those salaries, or just some? I went to school with a lot of people whose only plan was to get a job at a big firm, and when that didn't happen, they were left with an extraordinary amount of debt and a salary not much larger than what they had made before they got a JD.
My first 'real' job was as a file clerk in a geriatric cardiology office, starting when I was 16. I came straight from school every day and, at 5'10", had not realized that not all mini skirts were suitable for my height. That was also basically I ever wore, even as I reached for the tops of the file cabinets or sat on my haunches to find stuff on the bottom shelves. I got a lot of grandmotherly comments from the patients which I, at the time and for many years after, genuinely thought were compliments about how cute my outfits were and not gentle ways of telling me to cover up. WHYYY didn't the people I work with say something? Why didn't my mom?!
I make popcorn at home all the time and it is delicioussss. I've done both the stovetop method (slightly easier to make toppings stick, but then you have to clean the dumb pot) and the microwave method (one staple never made anything catch on fire but folding it under works just as well). Other popcorn ideas: parmesan (like, even that stuff from the Kraft can) + chili powder; cinnamon sugar; garlic salt and herbs. Lastly, if you're doing the stovetop method, you can make DELICIOUS KETTLE CORN really easily. Add two tablespoons (or to taste) of white sugar with your kernels to the hot oil, and make sure to do a lot of shaking so it doesn't stick. Add salt once it's done cooking, put the lid back on, shake shake shake to mix, enjoy.
My office is very fond of "revert back" used (flagrantly incorrectly) to mean "get back to me when you're done with this." WHYYY. Not only is it's wrong, it's redundant.