Jul 16, 2009 14:24
another one opens.
I quit my job. No, not really. I actually did a really douchey thing and just stopped answering my boss' emails. In my mind I quit; in their minds they fired me; but the truth of the matter is, I terminated my own contract under my own terms.
No biggie, really. Telecommute web design jobs are far more plentiful than I ever imagined before I started seriously looking for them, so I figure I'll be able to pick up another one without much effort.
Then my brother calls me and tells me about a job he heard advertised on the radio.
It's for a newly created position of Creative Services Director for a radio station 45 miles away. They're looking for someone with experience with computers, graphics, web design, video creation and on-air radio experience.
So, I sent them my resume. I'll keep you posted on what happens.
I am going to go out on a limb and say that the odds of them finding anyone capable of doing all that as close as I am are very, very slim, so I think my chances are probably better than pretty damn good.
rant: work sucks,
reality bytes,
rant: real life (gasp!)