One of the ladies in question was his mother; the other lady opened a crafts shop in the space. At least, according to one of
Sweet's posts on Topix.
Nice find MrsFrizzle! Let's have look at it.
"Nostradamus" said:
I am Annie Sweet's eldest son. I was to be a part of Homespun Magic, until a falling-out between my mother and Theresa McDaniel dissolved the partnership.
Oh, interesting! Well, here's a good chance for Jon to tell use about the shop, his mother's involvement, possibly a description of the various things they planned to sell-
This was to be the fabled second chance for me-- a steady job, a source of income, my own apartment behind the store, a chance to finally rebuild my life and get back on track. Losing this opportunity was a major blow on a self-esteem already damaged from a failed journalism career and an earlier shop disaster in which I apparently screwed up so bad my partner skipped town and left me to rot. The last three years or so have been especially difficult, what with mounting personal problems, failing health, and struggling against a changing world I no longer understand. It's hard to find a job with huge gaps in your CV (curriculum vitae--that's a fancy word for resume) and outdated job skills.
So if anyone out there needs a sickly, single sales assistant on a rocket sled to forty and terribly socially awkward but emotionally devoted to my work, I'm your man.
Or we can be subjected to more of Sweet's whining and pathetic "look what happened to me!" blathering about his past. Of course, his "fabled second chance" that he laments losing would come at the expense of someone else's sweat and toil, so in effect, Sweet lost nothing. His mother lost a business opportunity, but that's not even a tertiary concern.
It's hard to find a job with huge gaps in your CV (curriculum vitae--that's a fancy word for resume) and outdated job skills.
Mm-hm. So, despite his very poor joke from much earlier in the thread, Sweet already knew what a CV was. Way to dodge, thumbskull.
Losing this opportunity was a major blow on a self-esteem already damaged from ... an earlier shop disaster in which I apparently screwed up so bad my partner skipped town and left me to rot.
1. He wasn't your partner. He was your superior. You did not co-own the shop. You worked for him.
2. Nothing brings potential employers slobberin' like Pavlov's pups more than telling everyone and sundry that you "screwed up so bad" your "partner" left you to "rot". With job skills like that, Sweet must have a lot of zeroes on his paycheck.
It's hard to find a job with huge gaps in your CV (curriculum vitae--that's a fancy word for resume) and outdated job skills.
It's even harder when you don't bother looking. There's a reason for them gaps, and the reason is entirely Jon Sweet. And, again, way to advertise your outdated job skills. That's the first thing employers look for in new employees. They eat up outdated job skills with salsa.
So if anyone out there needs a sickly, single sales assistant on a rocket sled to forty and terribly socially awkward
No one does.
but emotionally devoted to my work, I'm your man.
"Emotionally devoted" to his work.
Emotionally devoted to his work. I-I just ... cripes.
