"Zombieland" is now out in theaters and you should check it out if you're in the mood for a comedy. I saw it a few weeks ago and it got me to thinking. My life is a zombie movie. In fact anyone who is unemployed (or underemployed) is in their very own zombie movie too. And not as the hero - in fact we're all pretty much undead as far as the rest of the world is concerned. The "living," or more accurately, the employed, shun us. Try getting someone who talked to you about a job a while ago to call you back. Mentioning your employment status kills all party conversations, that is, if you even get invited to parties any more.
Not that we're running around bleeding at the mouth but a recent trip to the Department of Labor had me wondering if some of the people there were about to lose flesh off their bodies. Footage of unemployed people in TV newscasts has us looking bad enough though. But fear not people - we don't crave the fleash of the living. So far the Entemann's Bakery Outlet store here in Queens is sufficing very well.
Oh, and I must apologize for not writing sooner. Frankly I've been in a bit of a funk and kind of turned inwardly for a while. I didn't want to subject anyone to those thoughts. But a good zombie movie lightened me enough to write this piece.