And no, I did not look at my 401K today. But I’m not going any further with The Orange (F*cking) Baboon today (or his asshole MAGA sycophants). I just can’t go there. Except I think it is hilarious that he’s exacting tariffs on an island inhabited by penguins and maybe a few other Antarctic aminals.

You, who are on the road… I mean young folks navigating their way through adulthood. Which ain’t easy even in good times. The f*cking stock market, etc., crashes sometimes. It often recovers. I’m not sure what will happen this time. What scares me is the idiot who thinks he can run our country like he’s a f*cking king. But. After like 15 years of “unemployment” (by choice), I totally fell into my current career in 2007. I had been working a year or less when everything crashed. Stock market. Housing. Whatever. Am I gonna lose this newly acquired online banking tech job? I didn’t. I have somehow survived many “Black Fridays” (layoffs) over the years. I’m not sure why. But I don’t think anyone working on our application lost their job during that period. And the stock market went waaaaay back up after that. Hold tight if you can. But I know you are nervous and so am I. Sigh.

Switching topics, I keep getting messages from a woman who has seen my LinkedIn profile (which I think is largely useless) and she keeps wanting to connect me to a job at a dog grooming company. As a business analyst, not a dog groomer. The GG was confused. No I would never want to be a goddamn dog groomer. What were you thinking?

After about the fifth message from this person, I began to think it wasn’t spam. So. I replied to yesterday’s message. I told her I was not looking for a job. I told her I was a full-time forever telecommnuter, implying that I did not want to commute to an office. I told her I was closer to the end of my career than the beginning. I didn’t tell her that there was no way I would want to drive to Northville to work for a dog groomer company. Nope.

The GG asked if I told her how old I was. NO NO NO NO NO! It’s none of her damn business, fer kee-reist. I got a polite response from this person and am hopeful that she will take me off whatever list I am on. I mean from online banking to dog grooming? LOLOLOL! Not that dog grooming companies are not honorable businesses who need business analysts. But I’m guessing they can’t afford me. Did I really just write that? All I can say is it’s been a long strange trip.

Pic from last night when lightning lit up our street.

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