After much frantic searching I found the floppy disk with my résumé saved on it, which I promptly updated, printed, and handed over to Human Resources in the hope of scoring the Assistant Editor slot open in Tor Books. It’s a total Hail Mary play, but what can it hurt?
:( It's a start. I know it totally sucks, but you'll find something soon. You're too smart and too talented for people not to notice and do something about your employment situation.
In the meantime, I get to break the news to Dad. Oh joy. Oh rapture.
*headdesk*
Not that he won’t be sympathetic and supportive; he’s a great dad. I just hate having to tell him I screwed up.