Chronicles of an Unemployed Girl

[virtuistic]

O, how the mighty have fallen. O tempora, o mores.

I just got back from my interview and... *shudder* Let me describe the situation to you.

I walked in the door, dressed professionally as requested (which, I'm sorry, but it's probably a bad sign if you actually have to remind people that it's inappropriate to waltz in wearing jeans and a

Comments

[virtuistic]

I'm not knocking SoCo. I like SoCo.

I don't like mixes that are poorly thought out. That CD had no balance, and was completely inappropriate for the workplace.

When I was working at the coffee shop back in Cambridge, I made at least 10 mixes and I worked SoCo and Smashing Pumpkins onto most of them, but I definitely made sure there weren't any four-letters or music that would offend any member of the general populous.

[wackodood]

So uh, what's stopping you from applying to like the Strib or any local publications? Forget about the children, a good job is serious business.

[virtuistic]

LOLZ. Dude... the Strib and PiPress are suing one another right now. Do you really think they're hiring? Especially since subscriptions are dropping every single month? Not happening, bucko.

I've applied with all the local presses that have positions available. All two of them.