Posts tagged KALI GETS A REAL JOB
Posts tagged KALI GETS A REAL JOB
Note to self: Applying for jobs while angry is probably not the best way to apply for jobs.
LESSON OF THE DAY:
Don’t apply for a journalist job because you think it could be kind of fun and then send them ridiculous writing samples (including a paper on WikiLeaks) because THEY WILL PHONE INTERVIEW YOU IMMEDIATELY AND REALLY LIKE YOU.
I don’t know what to do.
I have ALL THE ANXIETY.
And I’m trying to do ALL THE RESEARCH (except apparently not enough, because I’m on Tumblr, ogling Daniel Day-Lewis/Christoph Waltz/Peter Capaldi BUT I DIGRESS)
Ugh. Phone interviews are just to prove to them you like… kind of know what you’re doing and aren’t crazy, right? I think I can manage that. Maybe. Hopefully.
Whyyyyyyy has my life come to this? I hate retail and I kind of miss campaigns and I just want/need a job again.
Whatever, in the morning D and I are going to MORNINGSTAR to get the best breakfast EVER and then watch “The Thick of It” because hey, I’m underemployed and tomorrow is my day off.
…It’s my last semester. How quaint. I probably should have done this sooner, eh?
In other news, the campaign have been REALLY amazing about keeping me in the loop as far as press releases/articles/stuff like that are concerned, which is awesome because I still feel bad that I couldn’t start with them earlier. Anyway, our opponent in the primary has some interesting views on women’s rights, and I keep reading all these articles that local newspapers are doing on him and how he voted to defund Planned Parenthood and all this and I’m just so thankful to be working for someone who not only shares my views, but is also incredibly inspiring, thoughtful and energetic.
I have a really good feeling about this.
I HAVE A JOB. A REAL-PERSON JOB. IN MY FIELD OF STUDY.
…I start in two weeks. I am a finance assistant with occasional moments of communications work. I would probably have more instances of communications work if the team wasn’t chock full of speechwriters, including two who have written for Bill Clinton, but that’s totally fine because seriously? Teach me your ways, speechwriters.
…I need to find an apartment. Like… right now. Because I’m going to have to move in next week sometime. This is ridiculous. But pleasantly so.
Dude. What… is… happening?
My advisor just sent me an e-mail that was like, “I hope your interview went amazingly, as I’m sure it did!” and I’m not really sure how to respond.
Like… “Oh, hey, the interview kind of didn’t happen because the dude was in New York and so I mini-interviewed with like, three other people, one of which I had to correct on his interpretation of FEC law, and then they e-mailed me to apologize for the guy being in NY and asked me to reschedule, and when I e-mailed them back they haven’t responded.”
Yeah. That sounds great.
In other news: I’m taking Korb out tomorrow for his 21st. Very excited. Cannot wait for him to experience a GH Rosebud/Kozak’s night.
Today was All-Important Interview Day. I wasn’t really sure what to wear, considering it was more like a volunteer/interview sesh, so I thought I could get away with black jeans, but eventually I decided to be overdressed instead of underdressed and changed into dress pants… in an Arby’s bathroom. This is after I texted Erin to ask if I could change at her apartment (which was on the way), and apparently this wasn’t weird to Erin (thank God), but alas, she was not home.
So I rolled into the interview and there was one guy there and he was NOT the guy I was supposed to see. I explained and he was like, “Oh… umm, he’s in New York until like, next week…” I was immediately shocked and found the e-mail on my phone and read it to him and he was like, “Clearly this isn’t your fault and it’s his mistake, you can stay and help me do research!”
I stayed. And researched. And the other guy who was supposed to know about my interview came in and was like, “Oh yeah, his bad, he’ll be here next week to sit down with you…” and I was like, “This is all kind of ridiculous,” but the candidate himself was like, “He needs to interview this girl…” so I’m a little conflicted.
Like… part of me feels a little jerked around, and I don’t know if it’s just because of the obvious miscommunication that went down today or what, but it makes me a little concerned. But if it’s looking like I could potentially get hired, then I feel like I should stay with it. This has a lot of potential, and it could be a really excellent start for me.
I should have known today was going to be weird when I heard Celine Dion in that Arby’s bathroom while I changed. How ominous.
GUYS. GUYS GUYS! I JUST GOT MY FIRST E-MAIL REPLY ABOUT A JOB! A REAL, FULL-TIME, ADULT-PERSON JOB IN MY VERY OWN FIELD OF STUDY!
I could cry. Seriously. I’d be staying in my home state (which is a little sad, because it’s not Chicago or DC (yet…)), but that’s cool because I’m getting experience in a a paid campaign situation and then I can go see The Shins and Fiona Apple and it’s full time! Doing what I want to do! For a really good candidate who actually has a shot at taking the district!
Brb texting everybody who might be moving in May to see if I can sublease from them/their roomies…
My thesis is outlined. MY THESIS. IS. OUTLINED.
You guys, this feels weird. I graduate in 24 days or something crazy like that and I am just not ready. I feel unemployable. I am applying to every job that I can barely qualify for and I’m absolutely terrified.
Anyway, right, whatever. This is all that’s happening in my life right now.
…Well, that and the Carrie Brownstein episode of WTF w/Marc Maron. He’s talking about how his first guitar was a Tele because Keith Richards played a Tele and I’m like, “Maron, stop being so damn perfect, Jesus.”