ok. i’ll admit, i haven’t actually been offered the position yet. but i will be tomorrow … and let me tell you, it’s not worth it. an unlivable wage paired with long hours making ugly shit and managing and unmanageable woman … yeah, not going there. guess i’ll be sending a kind and “regretful” email in the morning.
right now, i’m actually pretty happy to be unemployed. i mean, “freelance”.
… on a monday afternoon.
i think i’m starting to like this too much.
i think i may have potentially taken this a bit too far this week … but it’s definitely keeping me from feeling depressed. more importantly, after proclaiming myself new york’s happy free helper, i have started to meet some great people in the industry and finally landed some paid freelance work. i feel guilty at times that i’m not sitting at my computer 10 hours a day sending out my resume, but i believe (or at least am trying to more firmly) that movin’ and shakin’ is more beneficial in “this economy” (blah blah blah) than hiding behind my computer.