I'm turning into George Costanza

I had an interview last Friday. It seemed to go well. The elevator in the building was panelled with mirrors, and I got a good look at the back of my head on the way out. I began to note the ugly ways my life resembles George Costanza’s:

  • I’m losing my hair;
  • I’ve been unemployed for a while;
  • I’m single in my mid 30’s;
  • I live with my parents;
  • who often bicker.

I need a freakin’ job…

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