Next Week Has Come And Gone
Ten days ago on Tuesday the third, I had an interview in Bend, Oregon, at a TV station. Afterward, they said someone would call me sometime next week. Well, "next week" is about over as Friday has begun.
This is the biggest news I've got to write about in the last week- that I'm still waiting to hear back from them about if I got the job or not. Mind you, I'm still looking for other work, but I really want this job. Yes, it would mean moving into the unknown and changing my life completely but I feel that it's a means to an end. If I can get this entry level position, I could move up to anywhere I wanted to go. It would be my "in" and would be worth the hardship of relocating blindly.
To put it mildly, I'm anxious. I was so stressed Wednesday night that I had to cancel a game night with a couple local friends from college. I just didn't want to go anywhere. I've been asking people what they'd do in my situation and I've gotten the impression that people would have already called the station by now to ask what the deal was. I don't like the idea of calling them at all since I don't want to come off as desperate or annoying, but my friends have reassured me that calling could be seen as proving my interest and desire for the job. So, I think I'll call this coming afternoon. Ohhhh I'm so nervous. It will ruin my weekend if they don't hire me. I'm such a shoe-in, but sometimes I wonder if I'm overqualified and they just want some college intern they can toss around.
In the event that I do move, I've been taking some steps to make any such move easier by yet again selling stuff on eBay. I've done quite well, making $180 off a used printer and a DSL modem we don't need. My room is beginning to look bare and I love it that way. Just a bunch of my art hanging around and not much clutter. Very zen.
Ugh I feel so off...
This is the biggest news I've got to write about in the last week- that I'm still waiting to hear back from them about if I got the job or not. Mind you, I'm still looking for other work, but I really want this job. Yes, it would mean moving into the unknown and changing my life completely but I feel that it's a means to an end. If I can get this entry level position, I could move up to anywhere I wanted to go. It would be my "in" and would be worth the hardship of relocating blindly.
To put it mildly, I'm anxious. I was so stressed Wednesday night that I had to cancel a game night with a couple local friends from college. I just didn't want to go anywhere. I've been asking people what they'd do in my situation and I've gotten the impression that people would have already called the station by now to ask what the deal was. I don't like the idea of calling them at all since I don't want to come off as desperate or annoying, but my friends have reassured me that calling could be seen as proving my interest and desire for the job. So, I think I'll call this coming afternoon. Ohhhh I'm so nervous. It will ruin my weekend if they don't hire me. I'm such a shoe-in, but sometimes I wonder if I'm overqualified and they just want some college intern they can toss around.
In the event that I do move, I've been taking some steps to make any such move easier by yet again selling stuff on eBay. I've done quite well, making $180 off a used printer and a DSL modem we don't need. My room is beginning to look bare and I love it that way. Just a bunch of my art hanging around and not much clutter. Very zen.
Ugh I feel so off...