5 03 2009

Thanks NY Times for the shout-out today! When you’re unemployed, it’s the little things that make you the happiest. Holla!


The Maury Experience

4 03 2009


Last Friday (apologies for the delay in posting this), I had the great pleasure of attending the Maury Povich Show.  Always on the prowl for fun, free activities in the city, I couldn’t resist the temptation of two free Maury tickets for last Friday.  Well, more like one Maury postcard that said “2” on it.  


My Maury Experience began at 6:45 am on Friday morning.  The postcard said to be there at 8am, and I suspected there would be a line, so I forced my boyfriend to get up and we schlepped all the way across town (stopping for bagels and coffee) to 15 Penn Plaza aka the Pennsylvania Hotel.  We got there at 7:40 and there was a line…a long line.  A line of 151 people to be exact.  Despite the early hour, the people on the line were in good spirits, many of them smoking, drinking coffee and yelling for Maury.  I looked at my Maury postcard and realized that it said “this ticket does not guarantee admission” on it in small print.  I began to feel worried that we wouldn’t be admitted to the Maury show at all.  A lot of time passed. I mean, like two hours.  I was starting to get pissed. The other people on line were beginning to grow impatient. Some sluttly girls tried to cut the line and so did a person in a wheelchair who didn’t even have a ticket.



the sign outside the Maury Show

the sign outside the Maury Show




A Maury mignon came outside to have people sign a clipboard.  Then he walked up the line to check tickets and started giving out purple wristbands with numbers on them.  Mine was “152” and my boyfriend’s was “151”.  We grew worried that only 150 people would be able to fit into the auditorium.  At one point, I was even grumpy.  The Maury mignon said there would be two shows, and that 170 people could fit in each. BOOYAH.  At about 10:20, we were let inside into a waiting area with ropes.  At 10:30, we were led up the stairs and through a waiting room. We traveled through the waiting room and were told we could enter the auditorium.  At this point, the auditorium was almost full.  For a brief second, I was worried I wouldn’t get to sit next to my boyfriend.  A production assistant pointed to two seats in the front row and told us to sit there.  AHHHH.


I can’t give too much away since the episode hasn’t aired yet, but there was a lot of baby mama drama, yelling, thumbs-downing, jeering and even a man wearing a lime-green suit. And the best part: after the show, everyone got free pizza.  My conclusion: Maury is the MAN.  He has a special way with all of the people who come on his show.  He even followed one of them into the women’s bathroom after she realized that her sister’s boyfriend was not the father of her child. Now if that’s not a good person, I don’t know what is.




The view from our seats. MONEY!





Stuck in limbo

4 03 2009



My life = a limbo party.  Seriously.  I’m still waiting for final confirmation of an offer from company 1 (the one who gave me the bad offer and then said they thought they could get me more money).  So I went on another interview today.  It went well, or so I think. I did the whole post-interview thank you thing. So now here’s what I get to do some more…WAIT.

Tomorrow = the Maury show

26 02 2009

Throughout the dreary bleakness of my day today, there has been one constant, shining beacon of light: knowing that I will be sitting in the audience of the Maury Show tomorrow.  I’m not really a hardcore Maury fan per say, but I do enjoy watching the show in the morning from time to time.  So last week, when I was watching one morning with my boyfriend, something came up on the screen that said “for free tickets to the Maury Show, call this number.”  Knowing full well that my boyfriend and I are the least-employed couple in NYC, I picked up my phone and got the tickets.  


I have a few ideas about what the topic may be (paternity test, cheating spouse, misbehaving teens bootcamp) but ultimately I hope to be surprised, entertained and also to learn something valuable.  Expect a full synopsis upon my return home.



Frustration nation

26 02 2009

So, today I took the express train to Frustration City.  Now I am officially the mayor.  It’s been over three months and the job search process feels like nothing but one dead end after another.   My one interview that I thought went great – haven’t heard a thing back.  And I’ve followed up multiple times. 


Aside from that, I’ve had another string of interviews that I thought were promising, the last of which was yesterday.  Today, I got word that they want me. YAY! But then…they made me an offer…and it’s terrible.  I’m 99% positive that garbage collectors and sanitation workers make better salaries than the offer they made me. The salary is lower than the salary of my first job out of college and wayyy lower than my last salary.  $15,000 lower to be exact.  I know it’s an economic depression and all, but I really don’t want to sell myself short and bring myself all the way back to where I started from. I put in so much time and hard work to get to my last job, I really don’t want to have to start all over.  So I went back and asked for more money.  I’m still waiting for an answer so we will see.


In honor of my day, here is a photo collage:




My Exciting Week (I have nothing else to do)

23 02 2009

I have three big reasons to be excited for this week:

  1) I have a big interview on Wednesday morning.


  • I really hope something works out soon because although I’m really enjoying unemployment, I don’t have a lot of money anymore and that kind of sucks.


  2) I’m hosting a Top Chef finale party on Wednesday night.


  • Please pack your knives and go. I love this show and love having friends over, and eating and drinking, so it’s the perfect combination. Go crazy-eyed Carla. 


  3) I have two free tickets to the Maury Show on Friday.

  • Last week, I was watching Maury and a little thing came up and said “for free tickets to the Maury Show, call this number”.  So I looked at it for a second, and then thought, “well, I have nothing else to do.” So I called and got two free tickets a taping on Friday.  I think it’s going to be really, really fun.  Everyone should be jealous. 


My new unemployment motto is officially: “I have nothing else to do.”  This way, I’ll do as much as possible and see as many people as possible while I have my freedom.


Updates on my life

23 02 2009

Hey world, sorry I’ve been MIA.  I’ve been traveling around the tri state area with my broken toe (freak bar accident last week) for a funeral and then a wedding.  Now, here I am.


So, I had an interview last week and I think it went fairly well. But it was only with HR, since the hiring manager was out of the office.  I got good vibes from the HR lady, though.  So I did the whole thank you thing and yet…nothing. No call, nothing.  This whole job-getting process is so slow… SNAIL PACED. I can’t stand it.


In other news, I emailed a posting for a dog walker/personal assistant in the city and it turns out that the woman who posted the listing used to work for my old company.  So we met up and she was cool, and said she didn’t want me to walk her dogs, but that she wanted to get me a real job because she felt like fate brought us together. Long story short I’m meeting with her business partner on Wednesday about a job. HMMM. Fingers crossed!