I AM A MULTIMEDIA PRODUCER
Something happened at my job that made me so pissed off I decided it's just easier to give up on this place and start really looking for a job elsewhere. I like when I get like this, because it means that instead of sulking I'm gonna try and effect my own change. So, I got home yesterday afternoon, took a nap, woke up and updated my resume! Yay! *** came over at around 10 and went over it with me. He's SUCH a designer that he kept getting distracted by my random choice of font and lack of leading. Once he got past the formatting deficiencies he said that I have a very good list of hi profile companies and enough examples of managerial experience to interest people. He also said that I didn't have too much info under each position held, which is good. I generally tend to err on the "everything including the kitchen sink" job description style, but these past two years have taught me that no one wants to read a long-ass resume, and even if you have all this stuff on it, by the time you get to the interview they're gonna ask you what you've done, anyway. I also took out several jobs that were mainstays- goodbye Bozell, goodbye Honey magazine, see ya photo editing experience. Gone. Now I'm just an Interactive/Publicity/Event Manager with tons of implied Broadcast experience. I am a multimedia producer. And I'm also super over trying to pretend this is gonna turn into a real job here for me. But at least my bitterness is kicking me into some sorta gear. And at least they haven't gotten rid of me yet, so I can hopefully keep working through the New Year, as I look for something new.
We looked over my resume in my new, improved kitchen. Listened to the blues and drank hot cider spiked with fresh squeezed orange juice, cinnamon, cloves and cognac. It was nice. *** mentioned that he was thinking the other day about how we always used to hang out in the kitchen in my old house, then my ajubona would come in and start saying all this funny stuff to make us laugh. He asked me how she was doing and I said I hadn't spoken to her in months. When he asked me if I'm still gonna do my year I said, "No. They don't have the time to do it properly for me and I've decided that if my life is going to be a search for love and respect then i'm not gonna deal with people who don't love and respect me." He said that was interesting. When we went upstairs to bed I put on The Odd Couple and he fell asleep almost instantly. I would like to see him not stressed out sometime in the near future.
I have Pilates at 3pm and I think I'm gonna pack my stuff up and not come back to work afterwards. Not in the mood. Really not.
Peace.
We looked over my resume in my new, improved kitchen. Listened to the blues and drank hot cider spiked with fresh squeezed orange juice, cinnamon, cloves and cognac. It was nice. *** mentioned that he was thinking the other day about how we always used to hang out in the kitchen in my old house, then my ajubona would come in and start saying all this funny stuff to make us laugh. He asked me how she was doing and I said I hadn't spoken to her in months. When he asked me if I'm still gonna do my year I said, "No. They don't have the time to do it properly for me and I've decided that if my life is going to be a search for love and respect then i'm not gonna deal with people who don't love and respect me." He said that was interesting. When we went upstairs to bed I put on The Odd Couple and he fell asleep almost instantly. I would like to see him not stressed out sometime in the near future.
I have Pilates at 3pm and I think I'm gonna pack my stuff up and not come back to work afterwards. Not in the mood. Really not.
Peace.