So I've sold off my microwave.

[Sillyman]

Maybe I'm just weird, but sometimes I think I get a greater emotional investment in physical objects than most people.

Last year, I had my own apartment. I supported myself on my own money. I was an independent economic unit. I had my own job, and I paid my own bills. The only thing I needed my parents for was a place to do laundry.

Then I quit my job, and shortly thereafter, lost my apartment. I had gotten quite a bit of stuff accumulated over time in that apartment, and I've watched all of it seem to get destroyed or disappear. My sister shattered the phone I was going to use when she slammed it after a fight with her boyfriend. The springs on my couch collasped and tore out. Most of my dishware and glasses have been broken or disappeared somewhere. My sugar bowl is being used to hold tools. The head broke off my mop. Every single thing keeps vanishing on me.

My mom is about to move into her new place, and I've sold her my microwave, which was the one relic I've managed to keep safe from the rest of the house. After I bring it to her, my apartment is gone.

 

[Poor Yorick]

End of an Era, eh?

 

[Sillyman]

End of an Era, eh?

For me anyway.

 

[patient1]

Sometimes posessions posess us more than we posess them.
Now you can decide what you miss & what you didn't need, not just in terms of posessions, but activities & goals.

You have a chance to plan what you put in your life, and what direction you take it. That's the great part about the end of an Era, be it a career, a residence, or a relationship.

 

[islandman]

Maybe I'm just weird, but sometimes I think I get a greater emotional investment in physical objects than most people.

Last year, I had my own apartment. I supported myself on my own money. I was an independent economic unit. I had my own job, and I paid my own bills. The only thing I needed my parents for was a place to do laundry.

Then I quit my job, and shortly thereafter, lost my apartment. I had gotten quite a bit of stuff accumulated over time in that apartment, and I've watched all of it seem to get destroyed or disappear. My sister shattered the phone I was going to use when she slammed it after a fight with her boyfriend. The springs on my couch collasped and tore out. Most of my dishware and glasses have been broken or disappeared somewhere. My sugar bowl is being used to hold tools. The head broke off my mop. Every single thing keeps vanishing on me.

My mom is about to move into her new place, and I've sold her my microwave, which was the one relic I've managed to keep safe from the rest of the house. After I bring it to her, my apartment is gone.

That sucks. But i'm a firm believer in that as fast as things go downhill, they can just as fast go uphill.

Besides, you don't need a microwave anyway. Damn thing just makes you sterile what with its microwaves and all.

 

[Saint Peter]

The good news is you have the chance to fill your life with new shit.

The bad news is the new shit will be made cheaply and will not work as well as the old shit.

 

[Soblue]

Why'd you quit your job? Are you working now?

I ask because I just hung up the phone with my brother, who I want to shake some sense into. He quit his job months ago without having another one to go to, and is in all kinds of trouble now emotionally and financially.

Sorry about the microwave, I see it's more of a symbol of your independance than a place to reheat coffee.

 

[Sillyman]

Well, first of I would like to say that I did qyuit before finding another job, but this was before the economy went belly up and that I had expectations of finding another job quickly. I've already taken heaps and heaps and heaps of shit from my family over this.

I was a janitor at a computer manufacturing plant, and when the company started having hard times, they decided to cut back on personnel by reassigning me to the administrative building where all the big wigs worked. I lost contact with all the friends I had made at the old plant, My new duties were much more physically strenous, and I was frequently left without anything to do and would be harassed by the gaurd if I didn't appear to be doing anything. I decided that if they were going to give me what basically equalled an entirely new job than what I had than I should at least let it be one of my choosing, and I left.

I worked at a Coke bottling plant for one week before being fired for not knowing how to operate machinery I was never trained to use. I wasn't "catching on fast enough". I'm a genius. I just don't thrust my hands into a piece of factory equipment I've only just see someone use for a few days.

I haven't worked since then. Few jobs seem to hold my intrest, and the few that do have yet to hire me. I'm resisting finding new work because frankly I hate this town and I want to leave it.

 

[Soblue]

I see. Well, I wish you the best Sillyman, you're bound to find something you'll enjoy doing, everyone has to find their own way in the world.

The job market sure is tough right now, I know I took a job I really don't like, but it pays the bills, and my boss is a sweetie.

Good luck and take care