Finding a new job has been nothing short of frustrating. Yesterday I went to work at what I thought would be my first day at a new photo studio, but the owner up and decided to bring his son in mid-day and not hire me nor another new guy and hire his own kid, a kid who needed to be told what a contact sheet was, did nothing all day, and even flat-out told me "I don't really care about photography". Today, I took a step to get placed in an office somewhere, anywhere. It would be a nice change of scene, although you would think that managing to do something as impressive as graduate a University with a degree in Creative Writing and English would yeild you some kind of royal-like status treatment, not "We don't edit our e-mails when we send them to clients, what's the point?"
Speaking of my somewhat current / somewhat former employer, I tried to have a small going away party for this one guy I've come to enjoy working with a hell of a lot - Pete! He came here from somewhere South of London a short time ago, and has already headed off to live in the new Canadian frontier of Nova Scotia. I got to drunk to go out to the bar with him after, but we did have a good round of him beating me at every Wii and SNES game I could dish out, even ones he never played before! I always respected his man-ness, in a non-gay way. On our way to the liqour store he took out some bags of clothes for us to give to the homeless, what a guy... what a guy... Nova Soctia is so lucky!
I should give someone a WKRP-themed birthday, the kind of birthday I always wanted!
I also handed in a resume with a demo CD to the CBC today, a security guard put it into an official envelope... making something of mine is out there in an official CBC envelope... ready to be ignored!