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So, I had trouble sleeping last night, and due to about every single thing going wrong in terms of clothing, etc. I was in a foul mood as I headed towards my car to go towards Birmingham, and then I found that I had forgotten to charge my MP3 player, which meant that I had to suffer through the 80's station for the ride there and back.
But when I get there, I go to the restroom, collect my thoughts and put on my game face. I haven't had much theatrical experience, but the little I have had has served me well in terms of doing well in interviews whether I'm in a good mood or not. And somehow, amazingly, I manage to do a good job in the interview. They don't ask the kinds of questions that will stump me and I manage to maneuver around every tricky question deftly. Of all the interviews I've had, it was the worst morning I had beforehand but it actually went fine.
And then, I get a phone call this afternoon offering me the job.
I took it.
Weird thing though, is that I don't start until November 17th because of logistical issues and I have some paperwork to do before then, but other than that I'm free. Which sounds like an excellent excuse to do nothing for a month and do revel in exultant glee for the next couple weeks.
So, in summation: W00T job!
Maybe it's only a part-time job, but it's in my field (which means a reference), 58 hours bi-weekly (which is not bad for part-time), and fuck man, it's a job. I can't tell you how many jobs I've applied for (both part-time and full-time) in the past year that I haven't gotten. Hell, I applied at mother-fucking Blockbuster and didn't even get a nibble. I'm pumped at the moment, but it hasn't had time to really sink in because it was so shocking to get it this early and I'm kinda drowsy still.
In other news: I still have no fucking clue what I want to dress up as for Halloween. But now I can spend a lot more time thinking about it.
FYI, I'm a generally calm person most of the time, but when I'm really excited about something I get extremely spastic, so much so that the way I dance around would be the stuff of legendary blackmail material. Right now is one of those times.
But when I get there, I go to the restroom, collect my thoughts and put on my game face. I haven't had much theatrical experience, but the little I have had has served me well in terms of doing well in interviews whether I'm in a good mood or not. And somehow, amazingly, I manage to do a good job in the interview. They don't ask the kinds of questions that will stump me and I manage to maneuver around every tricky question deftly. Of all the interviews I've had, it was the worst morning I had beforehand but it actually went fine.
And then, I get a phone call this afternoon offering me the job.
I took it.
Weird thing though, is that I don't start until November 17th because of logistical issues and I have some paperwork to do before then, but other than that I'm free. Which sounds like an excellent excuse to do nothing for a month and do revel in exultant glee for the next couple weeks.
So, in summation: W00T job!
Maybe it's only a part-time job, but it's in my field (which means a reference), 58 hours bi-weekly (which is not bad for part-time), and fuck man, it's a job. I can't tell you how many jobs I've applied for (both part-time and full-time) in the past year that I haven't gotten. Hell, I applied at mother-fucking Blockbuster and didn't even get a nibble. I'm pumped at the moment, but it hasn't had time to really sink in because it was so shocking to get it this early and I'm kinda drowsy still.
In other news: I still have no fucking clue what I want to dress up as for Halloween. But now I can spend a lot more time thinking about it.
FYI, I'm a generally calm person most of the time, but when I'm really excited about something I get extremely spastic, so much so that the way I dance around would be the stuff of legendary blackmail material. Right now is one of those times.