Fellow Dooshquesters, I would like to announce that I am officially back on the quest. After a seventh month hiatus - it is once again time for me to hit the ground running as a surveyer of Dooshery. I was distracted for personal reasons, but had the epiphany, “How can I deny my one true calling in life?”
With that said, coming back in a time of crisis had me a bit worried, honestly. With Dooshes losing their jobs left and right, will they be hiding out, making conservative decisions, and perusing
Monster.com on Friday nights?
The answer is of course, no – silly me. As evidenced by the blog
TheFoggyMonocle.com, Dooshes are unbridled in good times and in bad. The discovery of this site was unnerving and made me even more unsettled. I felt as if there was absolutely no job security in Doosh questing anymore. I asked, “With Dooshes so willingly publishing their antics online, where do I fit in?”
And then IT happened. All of my apprehensions of continuing on a journey to nowhere subsided, and my anxiety came to rest; I was blindsided by a flock of Dooshes last night in the West Village. I guess it helps when your friends have “Doosh bait” written across their foreheads. I am relieved in some ways – mainly that I still have a job but still a little scared in facing the ocean of Dooshes once again.
