The worst part about being unemployed is not dealing with the daily pangs of self-loathing and regret. It’s having to explain to other people why someone as fabulous as you is incapable of getting hired.
Monday night was the break-fast after Yom Kippur – the day of atonement (and starving). It was also the night I met my boyfriend’s family for the first time.
Explaining what a freelance web producer does is a bit…wordy. As much as I would love to sound like a freeloading deadbeat to the people who raised my (employed) bf, I thought maybe it’d be best to come prepared with some answers. And so, I devised some fail-proof strategies.