Feet in the Door (413 hits)
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Submitted by Esso (View user info) at 2004-04-29 12:53:07 EDT
I have been floundering for years. I left college for a bit to travel and then joined the job force. Then I went back to school, finished, and have been traveling around once again, writing here and there for enough money to survive. But now I want to settle down and start a family. The first part of that is getting a real job. I didn't want to give up writing to work and now it seems I won't have to.
As far as good news goes, yesterday kicked ass. I had sent my writings to various publications, some major, some local. I have been waiting in anticipation for a word, good or bad, in reply. I drove up to the mailbox yesterday and saw a letter from the local paper. I was praying that it wasn't a subscription renewal form.
"Mr. Rojek, We are pleased to let you know that we have decided to hire you as a staff writer. As you know..."
A staff writer. Yes! Finally! A regular paycheck writing. This was a dream come true. Who cares if it's for a local publication. You have to get your start somewhere.
I walked into the house and saw the answering machine had accrued a new message. I walked over and hit the play button.
"Hey baby." It was my girlfriend. "We're doing a commercial for the salon and I was wondering if you'd be in it. Just come on down around four and we'll be filming then." My girl owns a salon in the downtown area. They're only a year old and trying build their clientele. I thought that would be fun and I drove down.
After filming a scene getting my haircut and then sipping wine (it's a day spa, too) the crew from teh Fox affiliate asked if anyone would like to come down to the station and do a voice over. I volunteered.
I walked into the studio happy to be doing something for my future wife. I had taken a few broadcasting classes in college, so I thought this would be fun, too. I was escorted into the recording booth and they asked me to do a read through.
"The Total Look Salon...For a Successfull Look..." I read. The Production Manager raised his eyebrows.
"Hey, that was great. You've done voice work before?"
"No. Just a radio show in college."
"Well, how would you like to. We'll call you to do some spots for us. It's $20 a pop."
"Sure. Why not."
In one day I have been offered two jobs doing what I love to do, write and talk. No more floundering for me.
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Submitted by CunningVision (user info) at 2004-04-29 18:44:44 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Congrats? Pay no attention to naysayers. Good for you. But why did you post it here? Did you expect a big "Hurrah?" Sorry, buddy.
Submitted by wazzawazzayo (user info) at 2004-04-29 13:43:06 EDT (#)
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I'm farting in my cubicle. I hope no one comes by.
Submitted by BleedTheSky (user info) at 2004-04-29 13:16:25 EDT (#)
Ranking: -1
Was the point of this to gloat? Fuck you for thinking I care.
Submitted by The_taste_of_Monkeys (user info) at 2004-04-29 13:01:49 EDT (#)
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Git.