The hardest part of finding a new job is often leaving the old one.

Despite the initial shock of the tedious, demeaning and/or downright weird tasks we’re given, there’s something gratifying in knowing you’re earning something more.

There I sat, a choister, 0-2, facing choicelessness.

So is “recent graduate” a subjective term, or is there a deadline on it?

In six years of college it never occurred to me that I’d ever lack steady employment. I don’t think I would have survived the frequent all-nighters if I ever once stopped to think that I’d be in my late 20s wondering how I would pay my bills.

Maybe the panic that comes with unemployment is adaptable.

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Being jobless is…AWESOME.  I know everyone’s writing about the unemployed life, but that’s because everyone is unemployed, at least as far as I can …

Last night I spoke to one of my old college roommates and she commented on how strange it is how each of us seems to make a step toward what another roommate has recently stepped away from, deciding to take on a career that another has recently abandoned.