Wow, I have an interview! It's not until February, but hell, it's finally an interview! Now I have a reason to get a real haircut and my hair dyed! Not that this job would require me looking particularly "good", since it is for sculpture chasing. The funny thing is that the artist this is for had a studio where I live, about 5 blocks away. I even had a show in her extra space back in the day as well. I have applied to her before, but I wonder if she had ever seen my resume. I think the assistants filter them first and don't really know what they are looking at. I wouldn't put it past that. Especially since I have the EXACT experience she is needing.
It was funny since i did send the email response to the job ad around midnight. I get an email back from her the next day, from her phone, saying that I seem very qualified for the job. So we shall see. If it works out, it works out. I also have some work at the radio station lined up in February as well, so I could be extremely busy soon. It will just be really nice to have some real money coming in, instead of the unemployment. That and also to feel needed and wanted.
That is one thing that I have found really depressing about being unemployed. I just hate that feeling of looking through the help wanted and seeing the word INTERN. I am about to be 36 years old, I have skills that I have learned over the years and a talent. I am not giving you this for free. fuck you. It's an insult. And because the economy is such crap, employers are taking advantage of this. I also have questioned my skills and talent when looking at the help wanted as well. I think I am not qualified for jobs that I totally know I could do. It's the knowledge that there are hundreds and hundreds of people all sending in resumes who are most likely more qualified, so I don't even bother putting myself out there.
I must say, I still don't hate this time to myself. I never thought I would be able to handle myself if I wasn't working and I have proven myself wrong. I have been extremely busy and productive. I am proud of myself for the work that I have done for ME. That is something that I would never have been able to do if I had a job. And who knows, maybe all this work on myself will lead me to something down the road. Who knows.