Stephanie Lechner: Nametags and Hairnets

Failing career assessments since the 8th grade

Month: January, 2010


We all said goodbye to Conan tonight as the host of the Tonight Show. I kept hoping that NBC would change their minds especially when his ratings flew through the roof in light of the drama. No luck. Conan was on fire these past couple of weeks. I’ve always been a fan. He’s such a smart entertainer and I’m pretty sure I won’t be tuning into Jay Leno’s return in the spring. I’m completely apathetic to his brand of comedy. Anyways, as Conan teared up during his goodbyes, he gave this GOOD advice:

All I ask is one thing. I’m asking this particularly of young people

that watch. Please do not be cynical. I hate cynicism For the record,
it’s my least favorite quality. It doesn’t lead anywhere. Nobody in
life gets exactly what they thought they were going to get, but if you
work really hard and you’re kind, amazing things will happen. I’m
telling you, amazing things will happen. “

I think I teared up a little.

And then he played guitar while Will Ferrell serenaded us with Freebird and a healthy dose of cowbell and random celebrities.
And it was good.


Hope For Me Yet

So I’ve been noticeably absent from my blog. I started this blog with full intention of it being a happy place. My own little corner of the internet where I can share funny stories and clever remarks on just about anything. Well, friends, things haven’t necessarily been so happy lately. Thus the absence. The holiday season is supposed to be filled with joy and laughter and reflection. If I am truly honest, mine was filled with anxiety and disappointment. After suffering through what was probably the most depressing Christmas in recent memory, I came back from vacation to find my position at work eliminated. Yep. Unemployment is how I’m ringing in the new year. And while some of you are aware that I’ve suffered through 8 months of late pay-days, bounced paychecks and lots of stress only to be let go once we received proper funding, it’s still a very bitter pill to swallow. Of course there is the relief that comes with the giant weight that was my job being lifted off my shoulders giving me the opportunity to pursue a new direction.

That being said, I have decided to stop focusing on things that I can’t control (loss of my job or how friggin cold it is outside) and to start focusing on things I can control. Obviously I will be spending the majority of my time job-hunting, but I need routine and I need hobbies. After deciding that drinking would be too expensive (and probably a little counterproductive), I’ve come up with the following ideas:
1. Reading
2. Writing
3. Jogging (hey, it could happen)
4. cooking
5. Obsessive cleaning (it’s like therapy)
Any other suggestions are welcome.
In other news, after yet another 60 minute phone call with Sallie Mae, I’ve decided to chronicle my struggles with debt reduction into a novel titled Stephanie Vs. Sallie Mae. I haven’t quite fleshed out all the plot details yet. I just know that there will be robots.