Getting Laid Off Makes You Feel Very Normal

When I got laid off a couple of weeks ago I was really pushing hard at my job and I saw a future for me there.  I had visions of climbing the corporate ladder and delegating more tasks than taking orders.  But then I showed up, on what seemed to be just another day, and the next thing I know i’m walking out the door with a potted plant in one hand, and my last pay check in the other.  Didn’t see it coming.  Eight drinks later I was overcome with a sense of normalcy as it dawned on me:  I AM the 8.2% of unemployed in california.  I AM the household that suddenly has to make due on one income.  I AM the guy deferring his student loans and applying for unemployment.  I AM Main street mutha fucka!  Of course, then I had a few more drinks and I felt like the unemployed Superman, but you get what i’m saying.   I felt this guy: