Yesterday was my birthday. A nice break from the reality of the job hunt roller coaster. Drinks and oysters and a movie... dinner and jazz. It was a good birthday. My husband is an angel and I really don't know what I'd do without him.
Today brought Monday and the World came crashing back in. The BIG studio finally called this morning, and the recruiter said they'd "gone with someone else". I wanted to ask why, what did I do, what didn't I do, was it something I said, was it something I didn't say...?! I wanted to throw up. I thought I had a really good chance to at least get a second interview. Darn. I really wanted that job. Chances are they took someone who was in the union already or maybe someone moved over from another department. But it still hurts. And now I'm back at square one.
I was on the phone with a friend the other day and he said that with my smoky, low voice, I should be in radio. Great! Where do I sign up? I have no broadcast experience except one summer internship at a radio station in the early '80's creating and filing sound byte cartridges when I was a dumb teenager, but I listen to the radio here in LA and some of the on-air "personalities" don't seem all that articulate. It's can't be that difficult. And I do have a great phone-sex voice. That should be worth something, don't you think? I actually know a couple of radio people, and I know for a fact that one of them got his first job in radio solely because of his booming, deep voice. And now he's a TV news guy, so stranger things have happened. Anyone out there got any ideas or contacts? Anyone?
I'm at a loss. I'm starting to exhaust my job resources and the listings are all starting to look the same. Of course, the fact that the studio fired me right when all the major TV shows are on summer break doesn't help -- most of the studios are dead slow right now and won't pick up again until late July or early August. But I can't wait that long. I have bills and expenses that don't go on hold just because I'm out of work. Besides, as much as I hate to admit it, I'm a total workaholic, and I can't stand not having somewhere to go and something productive to do every day. It makes me feel as if I've been cut adrift. I've been blessed (or cursed) with a heavy-duty work ethic, and this situation is making me very uncomfortable.
Maybe I'm maudlin today because it's all gloomy and overcast, or maybe it's that post-birthday crash. I'm still waiting to hear from the auto insurance claim people about my car -- I've left messages, but you know how claims people are. I could just strangle the guy that hit me -- he said at the scene he didn't want me to contact his insurance company because his premiums would go up. As far as I'm concerned, that meant he was admitting to the accident being his fault. I would have been fine with that, but he wouldn't return my phone calls, so I had no choice but to call his insurance company. And it wasn't until after I had a claim started that he suddenly decided that I changed lanes into his car, and then he called my insurance company and made a claim of his own.
Lately all I seem to be doing is trying to cover my butt and defend myself against other people's lies.
Oh, well. Back to the job hunt. Suggestions or offers are welcome.
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