The Vicious Cycle

Some would say I’m looking for work in all the wrong places and I should just stick to what I know. Those people are called WRONG! I gotta be me.

This is an age old dilemma that I never imagined facing at 49.

When I was much younger, it went like this: You can’t get a job without experience, but no one will hire you to get experience. If you didn’t know someone/have family in a specific trade or company- sorry, not happening. Back then it was pretty much who you know or who you could, um… well ya know. If you didn’t have connections it was either fast food, groceries, cleaning toilets, or good old fashioned manual labor somewhere else. The old broken paradigm of you can’t get a job unless you have a job to get a job just needs to go away. I thought it was nonsense then, and I think it’s nonsense now.

I mean, for cryin out loud. I have a family to feed nowadays. I’m not getting any younger, my back is shot to pieces, and I’m in pain more days than not. Here’s the kicker- I still don’t know anyone (quite literally) and my job experiences over the last 30+ years still add up to diddly and squat in terms of the type of work I want to be doing. I’m too poor to take on an internship and too broken to work in any number of “industries” I used to work in. I’m not trying to complain, it’s just the honest truth.

Time to get busy.

So, what am I going to do?

Here’s my brilliant plan so far and we’ll see how it pans out: This week, I’m working on building a portfolio or at least creating some writing samples. For those who don’t know, it’s like a demo recording for writers. I have my blog here as well, but some of my better stuff had to be taken down for, um… uh… reasons and stuff. <cough> that I can’t go into here <cough> because my blog and my social media might be getting monitored by certain slimy characters.

The second step in my plan is to take a few online courses to brush up on a few things. I’m 20+ years out of college, and wouldn’t ya know? The internet has changed some. Go figure. I have free time and access to free classes. May as well, right?

The magical third step is to maybe do some free work as demo material to potential employers. I have a few friends I’m thinking about asking if I can go in and maybe do some work for them. I mean, what up-and-coming YouTuber, social media or maybe even game designer doesn’t want free publicity?

It used to be if you didn’t hand out ten business cards per day, you might as well hang it up. The world wide web kinda made business cards obsolete in some ways. I’m not sure what the modern equivalent is, but I’m working on figuring it out.

Writing is pretty much my dream job. It’s never too late to start anything. You’re never too old. I’m determined not to go back to the 9-5 grind. (If that’s your thing, cool. Just not mine.) Unless Dr Steven Greer, Añjali, or one of my friends in the paranormal field call me up and ask me to go help with a project somewhere, this is what I’m working with. (Btw, offer always stands…)

Coming up, more on UFOlogy, some spiritual lessons I learned recently, and a few personal things I maybe want to get off my chest. (Hey, it’s still my blog.) Til next time, stay safe and have a lovely week.

Publius. (Yeah, I know.) Nobody says that any more. BUT I DO! Bwahahaha ha!

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No, really. That was all I had. Have a great week.

Jumping Through Hoops

Question everything!

It’s a well known fact that I do NOT jump through hoops well.

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It’s just short of a miracle that I made it through college. I know how to do homework, sure. I know the how-to’s of test taking. I can write 20 page papers in two days on no sleep and three squares per day of granola bars and ramen noodles. But what drives a lot of people nuts- what’s the point.

Had I been born in the 1990’s or early 2000’s, I would have skipped every extra curricular activity in high school and ignored college entirely. Let’s face it, our education system is being replaced by online courses and specific skillset training that anyone with a smart phone or a computer can access, often for free or at a fraction of what a university charges.

I follow one basic rule especially dealing with education:- Question everything!

I changed majors in college several times over. I ended up with a double major. Problem was, I couldn’t land on anything I was satisfied with. Education is a tool. If you can’t tell me what the practical purpose behind studying any give topic is, we have a problem. Namely, I lose interest really fast.

Why is this hoop here? Why is it on fire? Do I have to jump through it? Can I just walk around? Is this really a smart idea? Wouldn’t it be more practical not to have a hoop? Yeah, it probably does cheese some people off.

The older I get, the more experience factors in.

Turned into this.
I’ve seen too many times when this:

And I know that’s not the answer some people necessarily want to hear, but it’s often what they need to hear. There is certainly a lot of room for new paradigms and moving forward. That’s cool, too. But there are also times when I think people should stop and listen to what some of us older folks are saying.

Another thing about that- you can teach an old dog new tricks, but he doesn’t forget the old ones. Likewise, you get to be an old dog by surviving the dumb stuff you did. There are times it’s okay to take a risk. And there are also times when playing it safe is perfectly okay. Sometimes the old wisdom isn’t so terrible, but sometimes, it’s just old.

Today I find myself at a crossroad in life.

I can play it safe, and find that crusty 9-5 job and trudge toward the grave for another 15-20 years, (like a damn jail sentence,) which is literally jumping though the hoop by my estimation. It’s what’s expected. It’s “normal.” It’s “responsible, reliable, dependable and predictable.” (Can you hear me getting ready to barf?) And believe me, if that’s what you’re doing and you’re satisfied, good for you.

OR I can figure out my own thing. I can come up with my own hustle. I can find some way to provide for my family, keep my dignity, fulfill my life’s purpose, maybe even help some folks along the way, and be my own boss. I think just typing this in charges me up more toward doing my own thing. So, I’m building my own hoop. I’m setting it on fire. And I know the motorcycle can make the jump.

Until next time, stay safe. All flaming hoops and sharks in this blog are fictitious. No Jeffs or animals were harmed in the making of this blog. More to come.

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