Countdown to Catastrophe

Still nothing on the job front, with my own personal doomsday clock a'ticking. I don't understand how so many companies post jobs while I just can't land one.

I assumed that work ethic, experience, and skill (to say nothing of my affable charm) might make me a credible hire, but fuuuuuuck it's apparently nearly impossible to overcome ageism. And I don't (yet) look old. As they like to say: Da fuck?

I have contingencies queued up in case I can't come through before doomsday, but it's still not something I'll relish -- I've loved living in Chicago these past 30 years, and it would hurt me spiritually to have to leave it.

But if something doesn't click for me very soon, that's what's going to happen.