My Recession

Arizona's economy is heavily dependent on construction, real estate, commercial real estate, stuff like that. As a state we've been hit pretty average with the Recession Stick, but there's still a lot of pain going on- lots of real suffering and true tragedy. 

Like tonight, at the country club I work at, we worked a party for  a big commercial real estate firm's big wigs. They were receiving bonus checks for the amazing work they did last year, but they were also mourning The Recession. They mourned with wine, Crown, and vodka. "Cheers, because we did better than we had hoped last year, " they clincked. "Cheers, because we don't know what's coming up at us this year," they drank. "Cheers, because we're really hoping for a good year this year in 2009 after the new year," they slurred.  Then they got really drunk and puked on the patio. Men of 40, 50 plus. 

Driving home I thought about my own Recession. What it means to me. I thought about quitting coffee in an attempt to stay away from Starbucks. I thought about the two great leads I had for jobs that exist outside of Phoenix, which appear to be drying up. I thought about the fact that I secretly began studying for the LSAT, and find the logic games really hard to do within a time constraint. I thought I would make a really good bitchy lawyer.

I stopped at a gas station on the way home, bought a pack of Marlboro Ultra Lights and some red wine. Which I am consuming right now.