Jobs Are Hard
Apr. 18th, 2010 08:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So even though I’m sending out a manuscript, I’m pretty sure I’m not going to instantly get a letter back saying “WE WANT YOU TO BECOME A FAMOUS AUTHOR AND WE’LL PAY YOU PILES OF CASH, WHICH INCLUDES GENEROUS ADVANCES ON ALL THE BOOKS YOU MAY WRITE IN THE FUTURE AS WELL. AND A GREAT MANY BACK PAYMENTS ARE INCLUDED IN THAT, WE ASSURE YOU.”
I mean, it’s not like I’m friggin’ Ursula Vernon here, people.
So I’m thinking I should hedge my bets and get moar job. I love the goddamn hell out of the Liberry, but they’ve got a hiring and hours freeze right now so I am not exactly going to rocket up in the ranks. Yet.
The thing is, I am trying to figure out if I should call up Maxwell P. Mormonator, III, of the Mormonator family that owns the Mormonator Bookstores,* and ask him if he’d be willing to give me some of the job he offered me a few months ago. (Hey, if it took him nine months to get back to me on my resume, I can take some time to get back to him, right?) Apparently he read my resume and said to himself, “She speaks conversational Swahili? This is the sort of person we need to work the cash register at our bookstore!”
Problem is, even though he told me that I could always call back when I decided I needed a job, I don’t actually believe him.** So I’m a little shy about calling or sending a letter or something and asking for a part-time job. Especially because somewhere in the back of my head I’m still convinced that I will get that Ursula Vernon-style windfall acceptance letter. But that is just my own idiotic brain getting all wishful on me, so we can safely ignore that. More immediate a problem is my epic, partially-innate and partially-medicated laziness, and I may just have to get over that.
So aside from my own balking, what do y’all think? Should I write to Maxwell and ask him if he has half a job or so for a library aide with an “eye-catching” resume? Think he’ll remember me?
*Names changed to protect the aggressively Mormon. At least I’m not going for Deseret Book—the Mormonators have pretty cool books in their stores.
**This is also true of friends, relatives, enemies, etc. who want me to keep in touch. After a while I assume they'd just groan if I sent them a message, despite the fact that I myself am thrilled to get messages from, say, long-lost elementary school buddies.
I mean, it’s not like I’m friggin’ Ursula Vernon here, people.
So I’m thinking I should hedge my bets and get moar job. I love the goddamn hell out of the Liberry, but they’ve got a hiring and hours freeze right now so I am not exactly going to rocket up in the ranks. Yet.
The thing is, I am trying to figure out if I should call up Maxwell P. Mormonator, III, of the Mormonator family that owns the Mormonator Bookstores,* and ask him if he’d be willing to give me some of the job he offered me a few months ago. (Hey, if it took him nine months to get back to me on my resume, I can take some time to get back to him, right?) Apparently he read my resume and said to himself, “She speaks conversational Swahili? This is the sort of person we need to work the cash register at our bookstore!”
Problem is, even though he told me that I could always call back when I decided I needed a job, I don’t actually believe him.** So I’m a little shy about calling or sending a letter or something and asking for a part-time job. Especially because somewhere in the back of my head I’m still convinced that I will get that Ursula Vernon-style windfall acceptance letter. But that is just my own idiotic brain getting all wishful on me, so we can safely ignore that. More immediate a problem is my epic, partially-innate and partially-medicated laziness, and I may just have to get over that.
So aside from my own balking, what do y’all think? Should I write to Maxwell and ask him if he has half a job or so for a library aide with an “eye-catching” resume? Think he’ll remember me?
*Names changed to protect the aggressively Mormon. At least I’m not going for Deseret Book—the Mormonators have pretty cool books in their stores.
**This is also true of friends, relatives, enemies, etc. who want me to keep in touch. After a while I assume they'd just groan if I sent them a message, despite the fact that I myself am thrilled to get messages from, say, long-lost elementary school buddies.
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Date: 2010-04-19 02:19 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-04-19 02:21 am (UTC)Also, having a surname that ends in -ator would be cool.
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Date: 2010-04-19 02:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-19 02:38 am (UTC)Or you could relocate to Chicago and join the Language Institute here. I don't know how well they pay, but I know they were looking for Swahili instructors in the fall.
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Date: 2010-04-20 03:48 am (UTC)But it is tempting ... that was one of the places I looked at back when shopping for colleges ...
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Date: 2010-04-19 03:29 pm (UTC)*And when I say "under construction" I really mean "reduced to piles of concrete rubble for months on end with no actual construction appearing to happen".
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Date: 2010-04-19 10:03 pm (UTC)Because, really, I will take "enormous, clean, well-lit plaza with three fast food places, a giant information booth, and a convenience store" over "skeezy underlit Roy Roger's with a crappy gas station attached" any day.
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Date: 2010-04-21 11:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-19 03:25 am (UTC)I'm terrible this way too - I'll offer something like driving someone to the airport - and *absolutely* mean it - but when someone else offers me the same thing, I'm so much less likely to take them up on it, because I feel like I'm imposing so much.
He wouldn't have made the offer if he didn't mean it - at least at that moment No harm in shaking that tree!
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Date: 2010-04-19 03:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-19 04:56 am (UTC)If ou get that "OMFG WE NEED YOU!!111!11!!111!3450934098" letter, then blow little kisses at them, and skip off :D In the mean time, work epically!
(I'm the same way. I hate popping up to people out of the blue, but at the same time, I LOVE IT when people are all "ERIN! I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU SINCE WE WERE TODDLERS"
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Date: 2010-04-19 09:10 am (UTC)Also, I'm very glad that you'd have been willing to fight the tendency you speak of to ask how I was doing and what was going on in my life a few months after I'd left. It was very encouraging to see that you'd have still wanted to hear from me after all that time.
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Date: 2010-04-20 03:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-19 04:08 pm (UTC)I've had the same thoughts as you about sending notes/calling/things of that nature. But I'm slowing figuring out that they love to get notes as much as we do... :)
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Date: 2010-04-19 04:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-05-02 07:26 am (UTC)I wish you the bestest of luck with all of it!