wake up call

I was riding on the Muni last week in good spirits. As a man stepped on the train, he recognized a other man who was standing in front of me. They began chatting and I learned they were coworkers. I thought to myself, they look like the lawyer-type, and chances are they work at a firm. While the chatted, I imagined myself asking them whether they might be in need of an associate.

I smirked to myself, fully recognizing that I'd never have the guts to ask a stranger for a job. As they talked, I realized they were in the exact field I hoped to get into. They were discussing the new stadium development in Bay Shore (which they probably shouldn't have been talking about on a public bus).

And the it hit me... As much as I like working, period, I know after this temp position ends, I'll be back to square one. Yes, I'm desperate and I just might take any full-time associate position I can get. But I wonder when it became so impossible for me to actually do what I want to do, to work where I want to work. Freak this damn economy!! Sometime I get so frustrated because it shouldn't be this hard.