Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Brighten the Corners

Dear Job.

I once mentioned how much I loathe this sort of thing. Let’s see...how do I say it? It’s over. It’s not that I did not enjoy spending my summer days editing nursing manuals in a cube that was twenty below zero. I just have to move on now.

No, job, I don’t want you to think that I’m ungrateful for everything you gave me. Our time together was brief, but I’ll remember it all: the hurried lunch breaks in Bryant Park, the enlightenment of the nursing & self-help industry, the cushy summer hours, the pay checks.

And my dear, dear cubicle. Oh how I’ll miss your suffocating embrace, the haven you offered when I would tumble into work after only four hours of sleep, not really fit to concentrate on anything more than a stodgy manuscript with ‘Symphonological’ in the title. You were so cute with your little made up words.

Alas, job, you were a summer fling and nothing more. Now I am sorry to report that I have fallen for another. Isn’t he a beauty? Indeed, the most stunning site in all of cyberspace. Sure, he’s younger than you, and offers less security, but how could I possibly turn that down? Others agree. Sorry, job, you'll just have to come to terms with the fact that I am not meant to be pussyfooting around in a 9-5 cubicle farm just yet.

Fondly Yours,


Anonymous Anonymous said...

congratulations, tobes!! give me a call if you need me to send you some ramen noodles.

12:23 PM  
Blogger emily jane said...

Wow, congrats Toby!!! That's f'in awesome. Remember when you, me, and Adam were sitting in a bar together [almost] tearfully talking about how much we hated our jobs and just wanted to do something [relatively] worthwhile with our lives?

Well, just look at the three of us now! Just one year later and we're all out of the cubicle business.

Good for you.


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