Work
The Temptress Chronicles: I
As the newly crowned Queen of Temp Work – the Temptress, if you will – I received my first job assignment. This week, all week, I am the receptionist at a swanky financial firm on West End. From my 11th story perch, I preside over downtown Nashville with a foxy hair-do and high heels that…
The cover letter I wish I could attach
Dear Potential Employer, Congratulations! You are holding the invitation to employ me, Annie Parsons. This golden ticket is not easy to come by, as I am particular and discerning about my place of employment. Some might even call me picky – to which I respond, “In a good way.” You might be wondering what it…
Rubber tramp
I am convinced that there are few feelings that can rival the thrill of crossing the border from eastern Oregon into western Idaho, where the speed limit leaps from 65 to 75. I accelerate, accelerate, accelerate, set the cruise control at 80, and FLY. As I drove across the farmland of southern Idaho this afternoon,…
The tedious act of occupation
My blogging idol, Dooce, used to blog about her workplace. However, she has also warned, “BE YE NOT SO STUPID,” as this fatal move was the kiss of death for her career, careening her down the path of being fired, having her name slandered, and creating many enemies. I guess I’ll take my chances. I…