The Job Gods Have A Sense Of Humor, But I'm Not Laughing

I had been out of work for almost 3 years and now, the day before Christmas Eve, everyone I know – and apparently everyone I don’t know – is home, snuggled in their beds, visions of sugarplums dancing in their heads.

I, however, am sitting at my desk drinking my coffee with visions of meetings and events in my head.

Fa, la, la, la, la . . .