
The last 24 hours have been sort of a whirlwind! I applied for an internship the day before yesterday, and yesterday I heard back from them by email. The internship was with Anderson Productions, an awesome little company that produces films and tv spots about progressive and humanitarian issues. I got to meet with the boss, Mr. Anderson himself, as well as a really great associate producer. They were so cool. I wish they could pay me, or that I were independently wealthy; I would have loved to work with them. Unfortunately they can't pay me and they would also require me to work two weekdays each week, which cuts into my ability to support myself. This would be fine if it were actual production experience, but it's really mostly research and preproduction. I'd love to do that, but then there's the money thing. Got to pay rent.
Sigh.
Before I decided to turn them down though, I made THE CALL. I have been trying to make this call for over a month. Helplessly I stare at the phone and sigh, wishing I could just pick it up and dial, but placing far too much importance on the stupid call to just make it. Last night, emboldened by my awesome interview at APL (I seriously love those people), I just did it. It went like this:
Me: Hi, [name removed], this is [Miss Adventurous]; I worked with you on [that TV show] last November.
Him: Uh....
Me: I'm [Aunt J]'s niece?
Him: Oh right! What's going on?
Me: Well I'm looking for some work and I was wondering if you knew of anyone who's looking for PAs?
Him: Not really, I'm just working on some commercials...
Me: (pause) Oh, well that's okay. Thanks anyway. Can I use you as a reference?
Him: Sure.
Me: Cool. Thanks a lot. Have a good one.
That's not verbatim or anything...well, almost. But you get the idea. Lame! It was so lame! I had all that telephone anxiety for some stupid lame call! And I get the feeling Aunt J was pulling some tough love out on me by telling me "Call! Just call!" So now I kind of think I'm back to square one. On my own....and wishin' and hopin'. And Tempin'....
So I think it's time to get a real job with actual consistent employment. This temp stuff has all been great up till now (ha!), but today when I spoke to my lady, who has been SUPER great so far.... nothing. No prospects. No ideas. First she said that I'm qualified to make more money. Woohoo! Then she let me down and said something like "It's been a little dry, lately..."
I wonder if that means now that they have to pay me more I'm going to get less work?
[insert grumbling here]
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