S.R. Wild: Artist and Graphic Designer

I Got Laid Off

That’s right folks, I am unemployed again. Last Friday morning my bosses asked me to come up to the conference room. I thought I was in trouble for talking about inappropriate things at work (bestiality, necrophilia, parasites, whether or not a gerbil went up Richard Geer’s rectum, etc.). After I sat down one of my bosses got to the point, which I appreciate, and said they had to let me go. I thought it was a joke at first, but no one was laughing and both of them looked very serious. We shook hands, I went back downstairs, said goodbye and hugged a few people, then went home.

When I got home I immediately called and emailed almost everyone I know to see if I could find some work. I was in shock, so I was in a good mood because it hadn’t hit me yet. Late Saturday evening it finally hit me and I felt like shit. I drove around in the rain for a bit and then went to bed. I slept in really late the next morning. I felt much better when I finally woke up. Ever since then I’ve just been staying busy to stave off boredom.

It’s weird, two years ago to the day I was laid off from my last job. Luckily, I’m in better shape than last time: I’m not alone, I have a better network of friends and colleagues, my living expenses will be going down soon, I have a better idea of what I want to do, and having been laid off before I know the routine.

This time I wasn’t laid off because some ass clown spammed a bunch of MySpace users, was caught, and slapped with a multi-million dollar lawsuit that drove the parent company I worked for out of business. No, I was laid off for the same reason everyone many others have been: the economy sucks and times are tough. The way things looked I knew someone was going to be laid off, but I didn’t think I’d be the first to go. (One of my coworkers, the newest designer they hired, was also let go a few minutes after me). I wish I knew more about the economy, but I failed economics in high school (by a fraction of a point), which prevented me from getting a diploma and is why I have a GED (Good Enough Degree).

I don’t know what I’m going to do, other than go on unemployment. I’l figure something out. For now, I’m just going to enjoy my vacation and not panic. The last time I was laid off turned out to be a good thing because I was burnt out and needed a change. Maybe this time will be a good thing too and I’ll finally find my dream job: working for myself doing odd jobs and ditch that annoying zombie routine of working from nine to five in an office. I know being a free agent is tough and unpredictable, but I think I’d like it. I’d be able to spend more time with Magpie.

In the meantime, if you or someone you know has any work that I’d be interested in, please contact me.

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I found this sign a few years ago when I was working in Richmond, VT and I finally snapped a photo of it last weekend. If you don’t get it, you don’t have a twelve-year-old’s sense of humor like I do.

I'm Still Alive

I see it’s been quite some time since I posted something on this damn blog. According to my calculations it’s been almost two months. Where have I been? Jail? A mental institution? Dead? In a coma? I’m sorry, I can’t tell you because it’s classified. All I can say is a lot has changed recently, which is a very good thing. My world has been turned inside out and upside down.

Here are some pictures from my mobile phone.

I found this note on a sidewalk in Ottawa:

I’ll write more later — in a month or two.

Heaven in White River Junction

Yesterday I went to the Main Street Museum in White River Junction. It is now one of my favorite places in Vermont… no, the world! Knowing that a place like this exists alone makes me happy; now after seeing it in person every cell in my body is ecstatic. There are so many interesting curios, knickknacks, remains, bits of ephemera, and other things. I hope… nay, I will live in a house like that with my wife someday. I wish I could write more, but I’m still trying to process it all and my brain isn’t working so well tonight. I also wish I had taken photographs, but it was dark inside and I was too excited to operate a camera. Luckily, Undead Molly, who kindly brought me to the museum yesterday, wrote about and posted photos of the museum on her blog over the summer. I will definitely go back to the museum soon.

I had never been to White River Junction and, as they say, it’s not so bad. It’s small, but there are some gems. Just walking around I got a good feeling about the town — which was more noticeable when we walked over to New Hampshire for dinner and that feeling was replaced by an uneasiness of sorts, but it went away when we returned to WRJ.

We stopped at Revolution, a small vintage clothing store of loveliness. They didn’t have much for the fella, especially a small one like me, but it must have been my lucky day because I found an awesome french cuff shirt made from black embroidered cotton. French cuff shirts are hard to find so I snatch them up whenever I find one — I have more cufflinks than shirts right now. I need to dress up more often so my cufflinks and sock garters can see some action.

Wee Black Tree

This is as close as I’ll ever get to having a Christmas tree.

The Junky's Christmas

As you have probably guessed, I don’t particularly fancy Christmas tales, but I like this one:

PART I

PART II

All of us here at S.R. Wild Industries hope you and your loved ones score an immaculate fix this Christmas.

Office Holidays

Here are my coworkers and myself on this year’s Christmas… er, holiday card. I took all of my coworkers’ photos and a coworker manipulated them to perfection. Yes, my tongue is really that long.

Friday night was the office Christmas party. I had a good ol’ time. I dressed up in my dandiest garb and had a few very dirty martinis. The best part is I didn’t go alone this year, I had a hot date: the stunning Undead Molly (sorry your car got toad).

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