Whoopsie Daisy! I have not written for about a month and for that I sincerely apologize, I know you've all clearly been walking around in a haze. Confused as to where to turn for weird stories and random life anecdotes. I obviously I have my shit together with quitting my job and all. Well, I am pleased to let you all know (that is all 4 of you) that my resignation has taken effect and I am now one of those people that hogs tables at starbucks or caribou to apply for jobs and blog for an application break. I may not have a job but things aren't looking super bleak, just a little undefined. As you know, I had my first audition for conservatory and by this time some know that I did not get in. Rejection always sucks but, they personally called me and gave me critiques for my next audition which I, as a girl that reads into everything, am taking as a great sign. Another reason life is looking up is that I had a great 23rd birthday a week ago with my sister, Brent, and Kelsey and I am also just fresh off a long weekend visit from my awesome dad Len. I also am looking forward to my late May auditions in LA and NYC that will hopefully give me some more direction. For now though, I am content monopolizing coffee shop outlets and wifi.
I may have to move back to Minnesota if I don't find a job soon but that isn't all that bad. I mean rent would be about half of what it is right now, drinks would be a lot cheaper, food would be even cheaper, there would be at least 4 Targets within a 5 block radius and I would be able to get a dog!
As for the application process, I feel a little like Carly Rae Jepsen in her super annoying yet catchy song that I have been known to sing-along to on the weekends. I mean as I sit here and apply for every job under the sun I can't help but think about this song. Although I am not giving my application to some cute guy that I creepily watch from a far who turns out to share a common-interest with me, men (yes, I have watched the video) I still feel a little weird applying for all these positions. Think about, the only thing they see is a page-long cover letter and a resume that are supposed to market you as the best asset to their company. Every activity I've been involved in and every job I've held is some how molded and slightly exaggerated to show that I am the best person to work for them. My life accomplishments are summarized in two pages that are printed on fancy paper or pasted into the body of an email and at the top my number. Hey, I just saw your job posting and this is crazy but here is my resume so call me maybe. I may be making a stretch with the parallels but it feels like that. I remember as a graduating senior feeling the same way. How can I actually portray to them that I am an excellent candidate short of using annoying gimmicks? Job hunting is like dating, you have to put yourself out there and initially highlight your best assets whether it be your ass or your stellar ability to communicate, organize, and create. And similar to dating, you might go on 15 interviews but only find a handful that fit what you want or what they want. So, I guess as much as it sometimes stinks I will keep applying and keep handing my resume and cover letter to HR strangers in the hopes that they will just call me, maybe.
I hope life is going well for everyone and I will be posting sooner rather than later
Until Next Time
Amy
