Well, I finally received some job news last night and it wasn’t exactly what I was hoping for. The head of video production at the company I interviewed with emailed me last night and said that they can’t offer me a permanent position right now, but they frequently use freelance producers and, if I’m interested, they’d like to add me to their freelance pool. Needless to say, finding out that they didn’t have a permanent position to offer after one phone interview and two in-person interviews was more than a little disappointing.
There is a glimmer of hope, though. This morning, the person I interviewed with in the events department emailed to ask if I could meet with her next week. She initially told me she’d love to have me work with her, but was afraid that video would steal me away. That’s why she arranged for me to meet with them first. So, that’s somewhat promising. I also have a potential freelance gig for a friend who owns an ad agency in Minneapolis. He’s just trying to figure out if I could manage the project from here in Atlanta.
I know this is all very boring, but thought I owed you an update after subjecting you to my bad haiku. I’m just going to keep plugging away and taking freelance jobs until something permanent comes along. Freelance isn’t exactly the best situation when you’ve got two children and a husband who travels, but I guess we’ll just have to be flexible.
So kids, the moral of the story is that you should never stop working completely when you decide to procreate. Keep your foot in the door, even if it’s just for occasional work. Having to completely start over and knock down the door is a bitch and I don’t recommend it.
*The above title was blatantly stolen from ‘Another Bullshit Night in Suck City’ by Nick Flynn. It is quite possibly the best title for a memoir ever.