Monday, April 2, 2007

Just think of me as your Jockey shorts

Do you ever find yourself with so much on your mind that you realize you've been staring at the wall in your shower spacing out for 20 minutes? I've been taking a lot of those showers lately.

What's been troubling me most lately is the fact that come May I'll be unemployed because the funding for my job is based on the fact that I am a student. At this point, I have no prospects for employment and I've estimated that I will have about one month's worth of money to live off of come May....minus the money that I'll be spending on my Peru trip (that will be a future post for those of you who aren't already familiar). So yeah, maybe 20-ish days to live off of....? I have one potential offer, but it is contingent on someone at the company's husband getting a job out of state so I'm not banking on it, though it would make things soooo easy for me. A girl can dream, can't she?

I was talking about this with my dad and his response to me was the following: "Les, just think of me as your Jockey shorts. I'll try to support you as best as I can..." While his words of wisdom probably wouldn't be heard coming out of the mouth of the Dalai Lama, I thought it was hysterical.

So remember kids, whenever you're feeling a little lost, just turn to your Jockey shorts for support.

16 comments:

Hedy De Vine said...

Your dad is so cute. I also got screwed upon graduation by having one of those U jobs, and then I was unemployed for 3 months. Maybe if The fucking Current had been around back then my radio skillz wouldn't have gone to waste.

Hedy De Vine said...

Holy short hair in that picture!

lesley said...

Your radio skills haven't gone to waste, Hedy, I tune in every week for your local broadcast from the shower.

Ahh yes, those were my short-hair days. And that is even kind of long compared to what it first was! If you look closely (or click on the pic because I think it's super big) you can also see my nose piercing that I no longer have.

Hedy De Vine said...

Dude, of course I clicked on the pic. But you shouldn't tell people to click on it because I think I can see a booger on your upper lip.

Jeremy said...

Everyone needs their jockey shorts now and then. Just don't skidmark them up before you move on.

Hedy De Vine said...

I always throw away my poop-smudged undies.

lesley said...

I have a special drawer for mine.

Eww..no I don't.

Jesus said...

totally Miranda in that picture.

-love carrie

Jeremy said...

When I used to wear tighty whities up through college, I could just bleach the crap out of my undies. Literally! These days I wear mostly black funders. Much easier to conceal those poo marks. I don't even bother to wash them anymore! Yipee ki-yi, mofo!

Hedy De Vine said...

Oh man I love the tighty whities, that's what my dad wears. What are funders?

Aliecat said...

Maybe you can apply for unemployment to get you through to finding a different job. I bet you could...

Aliecat said...

Also, they're always hiring at the clinic where I work if you just need something in the interim...

Hedy De Vine said...

Unfortunately, Lesley wouldn't be eligible for unemployment (believe me, I tried to get it) because it's a temporary part-time job. So lame.

lesley said...

Thanks for the support, Alie but Hedy is right about the unemployment. I think everything should end up working out ok, but I just got frazzled last night.

Elizabeth said...

You guys need to learn how to wipe your asses after you go poo.

And Lesley, your dad sounds awesome. I wish mine expressed his love with undie metaphors.

Elizabeth said...

and PS-- can I express to you how much I know how you feel?

The truth is...something always works out. Both your Dad and the Dalai Lama would tell you that.