Who still believes in the Revolution?

I got laid off from my job in September. It was a pretty dull gig, so it didn’t break my heart when they let me go. No big thing, I’ll just get another job; Dallas, aside from having a sea of restaurants that no normal person could eat in their lifetime is known for the birth of Neiman Marcus and the death of JFK but is also known as the hub of the world of boring jobs and boring companies. Believe me, I know; just look at my resume.

I don’t want to go to work for a boring job in a boring cubicle (that everybody tries to make cheery by hanging Christmas lights from it) any longer. I want to work somewhere interesting, doing something interesting, working with some interesting folks. I’m almost 45, I wore the security badge around my neck, I dressed in chinos four days a week and attended meetings about nothing; and I feel like I’ve earned a shot at something interesting. I want to join the revolution again (as long as it is in the DFW area).

I have scoured the Internets looking for something to peak my interest and meet my criteria: not boring, interesting work, interesting people. I want it to look great, like whoa.

I probably have no skills you need, I fit no job description, and even reading this is a complete waste of your time. But I make a great cup of coffee, which I could share with you. At the very least, I want to see what the inside of your company looks like.

So one day, if you’re bored or the planets should align and you have a job that fits my skills, shoot me message.

Thanks for reading my rambling letter; if you are so inclined you may forward it to the Parkland Psych ward in Dallas.

I hope someday to see you in person.

Peace,