Saturday, May 9, 2009

Pink Slip Bottle Service

Margarita got laid off on Friday. She invited us for take-out and board games.

Somehow, that turned into a hip new club. We got a table and bottle service, just like the old days. We were tired of board game night, we wanted to go out and dance and drink like the old days.

I looked around and realized 5/11 people at that club had been recently laid off. Senor Dog was once the lowest incomes at that table, and now he was near the top, if not the top. What is happening? He's done well, but everyone else, ouch. I looked around at the destruction in my own friends, all around. We partied while Rome was burning. What else can you do?

We put in $70 to the bottle service, plus a $15 cab home. This felt like a good-bye party, like a one-time thing. It's a loss of innocence for all of us. To see all my 20-something friends suffering hurts. I don't really feel better, I feel worse about everything. It feels like things are just collapsing all around.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

You're being overly melodramatic. You are only in your 20s, you will recover. If this is the ONLY bad thing that happens to you in your (hopefully) long life, then you are very lucky. Your job/financial net worth is not the only thing that defines you. Geez, from the way you talk, it's like someone died. Put things in perspective and get over it.

Anonymous said...

Are you sure this blog is not fictional?

I feel sure you won't publish this comment, since my recent sincere questions on other topics have gone unpublished.

Barb1954 said...

Yup, you don't really become a grownup until you realize that life does not work out the way you envision it and lots of bad shit will happen to you along the way -- unemployment (and maybe more than once), major illness for you or your spouse, possibile difficulties in conceiving children, struggles to buy a home and when you do buy one there are always unexpected and expensive repairs, the illness and/or death of a parent, etc. etc. There are any number of things that don't go according to plan -- just ask the 50% of married people who end up divorced or those who are widowed at a young age. Loss of innocence is probably a good way to put it. You're now living in the real world.

Florence said...

Anon, I am 61 years old and have seen some good times and some not so good. I can see your point--Senor & Senora Dog will survive and probably go on to do quite well. But it does take some time to get off the floor the first time or two that it you get knocked down. In a way, I can identify with the feeling that there has been a death--of dreams and expectations because I had planned to retire fairly soon and have had to change my expectations to a much delayed retirement.

The Lost Goat said...

It's a horrible feeling to realize that the life you thought you had going for you, the life you worked so hard for, the life that you felt you had earned with your blood, sweat, and tears, has been ripped away from you and will never return. And the first time it happens is the hardest. Cut her some slack, anonymous.

L.A. Daze said...

Lol, she's allowed to write about it and be melodramatic, so get over it Anonymous. There's a first for everything, and the first time you lose your job can be devastating. Doesn't matter if you're in your twenties or in your forties.

Anonymous said...

In a way, someone has died: your past life. It's OK to grieve. Realistically, however, did we really think that we'd never lose our jobs at least once in our lifetimes, recession or no recession?

It's a learning experience.

It makes us stronger.

We all need to make ourselves stronger, get down to grass roots and learn the basics of life.

In the interim, I sure hope Obama legalizes pot. Santana is on his back to get it done. It's a helluva lot cheaper than booze, non-fattening and will make this world a little bit easier to cope with. hell! The government released tons of it during the turbulent 60's and the Viet Nam war to calm down the masses. I say legalize pot, re-open the discos and everyone should just be out partying, man!

Party on.

Ms. MoneyChat said...

hey dog, perspective is very important. if you're gonna mourn, don't stay there long. mourn for a moment, wipe the tears, straighten your shoulders and regroup. dwelling on what "appears" to be lost is like sitting in a rocking chair - it gives you something to do but you are not getting anywhere. come on chica, rekindle that drive you had when you left your small town to get a degree, that same drive it took to complete a graduate degree at your prestigious university. where's that vigor and tenacity you had when you landed that wonderful paying job and paid off that colossal mound of student loan debt? you still have it and most likely your friends do as well. don't put a period where life has but a comma.

Kristy @ Master Your Card said...

I have to agree with anon a little, Dog. I know you're down and it sucks. But you're an intelligent woman that isn't hurting for money at the moment. You may have to cut back a little, but there are a lot of people out there who couldn't even afford to put $70 down for a night out. I second the advice to get some perspective. You're wallowing in self-pity a little and it will hold you back from great opportunities if you let it. I hope things turn around for you and I hope you feel better soon!