tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4522731770475871317.post4144118090422054287..comments2023-10-02T20:41:11.771+05:30Comments on The Random Memorandum: My First Real JobExpat No. 3699http://www.blogger.com/profile/13023652840187420920noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4522731770475871317.post-39493998392426810532008-07-10T01:14:00.000+05:302008-07-10T01:14:00.000+05:30I like the "suicide bomber waiting to detonate" :)...I like the "suicide bomber waiting to detonate" :) Your first job was MUCH better than mine, an office assistant for a real estate agent that EVERYONE in my town hated and I ended up hating him as well, he was a terribly mean man. :)Meganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08574214969423009865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4522731770475871317.post-32620405809078164302008-07-09T09:11:00.000+05:302008-07-09T09:11:00.000+05:30It is amazing how a job can repair your sense of s...It is amazing how a job can repair your sense of self. It is very important. Friends of mine who are SAHM often complain of depression and I tell them - go out and get a part-time job or volunteer. It seems to do the trick. And the friends you make are an added bonus!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4522731770475871317.post-48890171680816323532008-07-09T05:27:00.000+05:302008-07-09T05:27:00.000+05:30Nothing beats friends!My first job was as a stock ...Nothing beats friends!<BR/>My first job was as a stock clerk at the local Jenny Craig.Michael Chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18007864829010402376noreply@blogger.com