When you hover within the middle class your whole life, you have to get acquainted with the working world sooner rather than later. While some have been less painful than others, I’ve had a lot of jobs since I started working at 16. In the years since, I’ve zinged from

I am a workingman. My alarm goes off at 7:30 am. I’m ready to start work by 9am. At 11am, I hit the gym for an hour then eat lunch. Afterwards it’s back to work until 6pm. I am a workingman. Sometimes I have deadlines and my keyboard rattles rhythmically

I’ve got some awesome news! We received a grant from the Civic Joy Fund to put out a literary magazine celebrating SF and acting to counter the stupid “Doom Loop” narrative. It’s a gift to the people of San Francisco. And after months of working on this project it’s now available

I’m running on five hours sleep. In the last 48 hours I’ve had a total of ten hours of rest. I’m not exactly strapped for cash but I’m not exactly living the lifestyle of the rich and famous either. At the moment I’m looking to leave the job I’ve been

Hello again, followers of my unemployment adventures. Thanks for stopping by. I’m doing my best not to go apeshit right here, right now, as I am starting to freak out about not having a job yet. I’ve sent out damn near 50 resumes and applications, and I’ve had no bites.

Welcome back! It’s been a little over a week since I went insane and quit my job with nothing else lined up, and my unemployment adventure continues. As promised, I’ll let you in on my musings and lessons learned this week: Your friends love you. Folks have come out of

Though Sue Smith’s case on Brokelyn for being a server in New York restaurants was pretty on the money, I’d argue that sometimes, having a low-status office job can have its advantages as well– especially if you’re a freelance writer who hates physical activity and kids and cleaning gross things

He wants your job…or your soul. Got a question about how to be a polite Broke-Ass? Email Half-Price Headliner with your queries and get schooled on how to be proper-like. Q: I am looking for a job and was wondering if it’s rude to ask my friends to hook me

Human beings, almost as a rule, secretly enjoy complaining about their jobs. Though voluntary and oftentimes rewarding, working falls under that unfortunate subset of obligations that, while necessary, rarely ceases to make us miserable. And that, I think, is exactly why we do it. For the average person working for