Misery Loves Mystery
As of Tuesday I no longer have a job. I've been with the same company for a little over a year but sadly it's one in which you don't gain tenure until after three years. Unfortunately for me, I was making a good amount of money at a time when they desperately needed to cut back and now I find myself sitting home with my dogs wondering what to do.
I did what any sane adult would do: I joined a bizarre mystery club thingy online. It promises free membership and with that membership comes the promise of a some sort of mystery by mail. Now of course, nothing is life is ever truly free-- the packages start at $99 up to $199 and you can have them sent to yourself or to someone else. It's all very Holmesian in its premise; sending a telegram of sorts to announce the death of an unknown relative, followed by the delivery of a mysterious wooden crate and so on.
Being a sucker for a good mystery I of course appreciated the concept but being recently unemployed I am in no position to sign myself up for such a fantastic opportunity. Instead, I will most likely write about it because I'm bored.
SOMEONE ENTERTAIN ME!
xoxo
Poison
I did what any sane adult would do: I joined a bizarre mystery club thingy online. It promises free membership and with that membership comes the promise of a some sort of mystery by mail. Now of course, nothing is life is ever truly free-- the packages start at $99 up to $199 and you can have them sent to yourself or to someone else. It's all very Holmesian in its premise; sending a telegram of sorts to announce the death of an unknown relative, followed by the delivery of a mysterious wooden crate and so on.
Being a sucker for a good mystery I of course appreciated the concept but being recently unemployed I am in no position to sign myself up for such a fantastic opportunity. Instead, I will most likely write about it because I'm bored.
SOMEONE ENTERTAIN ME!
xoxo
Poison
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