Lay Off

God was yelling again. That is, He or She or It or The Universe was making it clear that monumental change was about to occur. Once more! And that if I was going to be receptive to it and trust it and be ready for it, then I had better be prepared for some tough shit to hit me right in the face.

So when the young, perky salesperson at the bookstore asked me if she could help me find anything, I just said, “A new job.” And then I said, “My firm is losing our one client and they just laid off nine people and there are only forty people working there so it’s pretty wrenching and depressing over there.” And then I continued, “And I really think I probably need to heed this call and get out. So a new job somewhere cool would probably-- no, would definitely be a good thing.”

She just stared and walked me over to the Business Section, but on the way we passed the Inspiration Section and I saw a book called Reinvention and I just fell on the floor and read it for about an hour and it was helpful if only because the people in it were so completely screwed up and I realized I still had a job after all.

So I bought it and went back to work and saw Jamie getting into her car with all the stuff from her desk and she was crying and I didn’t know what to do so I just handed her the book and she drove away and I stood alone in the parking lot for a while even though it was raining. And I just thought, Ok God-- I get it.

Now just lay off for a minute or two while I go home and drink an entire bottle of wine.