There's no denying the economy is in the crapper. But just how bad it is can be relative. Some guys are hanging on and might be able to ride it out. Some are getting desperate. Really desperate. Not sure where you land? Here are a few ways to tell how close you are to becoming a regular down at the soup kitchen.
You interview for a job that involves a chicken costume.
Old, rich cougars are starting to look good. Really good.
You car is repo'd and you rationalize it as the perfect opportunity to "earn while you drive".
You sell ad space. On your forehead.
You start doing the math to see how many Squirrel Lamps you'd have to make to pay the mortgage.
You find yourself hip-checking homeless guys away from dumpsters to get first crack at the cans.
You take a job in "the medical field" by assisting pharmaceutical companies in dicovering if side effects include headache, cramping, loss of vision, projectile vomiting and explosive diarrhea.
Being a contestant on a game show is looking like a good career move.
This is the only bank you've been making deposits in.
You're the new Assistant Janitor at the zoo.