I had a job interview yesterday.
Or, more specifically, I had a meeting with the head of the editorial department of a publishing company to talk about the possibility that I might be interested in working for him IF he had a full-time position to offer AND IF he thought I was a good fit for the company.
Which is a roundabout way of saying that I'm just as unemployed as I was at this time one day ago.
I did get a freelance assignment from that same company later in the afternoon, which was a bonus. But it wasn't the long-term solution to my career frustrations that I'd hoped. I'll just keep plugging along, I guess.
I've also been going several rounds with the University's purchasing department over a freelancing project I was bidding for, after several individuals tried to do everything in their power to keep me from actually working. Not going into it here -- but, needless to say, my freelancing prospects have dried up like used-up silly string on a summer sidewalk.
A week from Saturday. That's what I'm keeping my sights on. That's when we escape north, to the vacation mecca of Door County, for a week of sun and sand, fish boils, breakfast at a Swedish restaurant with goats grazing on the grass-covered roof, bike and boat rentals, tours of lighthouses, and no talk of work. Or my lack therof.
I'm so ready. For solid, rewarding work. For steady income. And for fun and rest and relaxation. Looks like I'm getting the recreation. The gainful employment will have to wait.
Or, more specifically, I had a meeting with the head of the editorial department of a publishing company to talk about the possibility that I might be interested in working for him IF he had a full-time position to offer AND IF he thought I was a good fit for the company.
Which is a roundabout way of saying that I'm just as unemployed as I was at this time one day ago.
I did get a freelance assignment from that same company later in the afternoon, which was a bonus. But it wasn't the long-term solution to my career frustrations that I'd hoped. I'll just keep plugging along, I guess.
I've also been going several rounds with the University's purchasing department over a freelancing project I was bidding for, after several individuals tried to do everything in their power to keep me from actually working. Not going into it here -- but, needless to say, my freelancing prospects have dried up like used-up silly string on a summer sidewalk.
A week from Saturday. That's what I'm keeping my sights on. That's when we escape north, to the vacation mecca of Door County, for a week of sun and sand, fish boils, breakfast at a Swedish restaurant with goats grazing on the grass-covered roof, bike and boat rentals, tours of lighthouses, and no talk of work. Or my lack therof.
I'm so ready. For solid, rewarding work. For steady income. And for fun and rest and relaxation. Looks like I'm getting the recreation. The gainful employment will have to wait.
“All human wisdom is summed up in two words - wait and hope.”
-Alexandre Dumas, French writer
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