Life has gotten a bit more hopeful in the past week. I spent last monday calling a friend so that I could vent and mope and throw myself a pity-party, but never got through. It's probably a good thing that I didn't because that night a silver lining appeared. I have been trying to obtain an internship with a certain publishing company down in Nashville for the past few months. My inquiries and emails finally paid off because a contact I made there emailed me that night saying an internship opened up and that she recommended me for the position. Good news, right? I was so stoked. I sent her an updated copy of my resume and a few samples of my writing and hoped to hear back within a few days. It's been a week, which I know isn't that long, but I haven't heard back from whoever actually needs the intern. I don't even know the person's name. I just know the department. I know that I have a while before I should start panicking, but it's already beginning. Getting this internship could be the perfect shot for me to get back down to Nashville. It pays a bit more and offers more hours than I get here at the library. If only they would actually get back to me to let me know.
To top it off, I just found out that one of my favorite people in the office is leaving. I've known the girl from past jobs, and she just told me that she gave her notice and will be gone at the end of the month. She's the one that I go to when I have to complain about someone in the office or if I need help with something. She has listened to me stress and worry about my job search and has given me great advise and helps me hope. And now she's gonna be gone! Granted, if this internship works out, I'll be gone too, but what if it doesn't?
Which brings me to the matter of her job. She's the electronic marketing manager, and she offered to train me so that I might have a chance of taking over her position once she's gone. I would love to have that training, just because it's good to have, but I don't necessarily know that I want to make that type of commitment (if I do in fact have a shot at it). I have been trying to get out of Lexington since my sophomore year of college, and if I commit to that, who knows how long I'll have to stay here. And I'm not entirely sure that I would love to stay here on a more permanent basis. There are too many things about this office that are unprofessional and inefficient in my opinion. Besides, I already know that I don't want to stay in academic publishing.
None of these things are set in stone, by no means, but these are just things I'm thinking about. Too many decisions seem to be influential, and I'm afraid that if I make the wrong one, I could be condemned to a life in a city I loath at a job I hate.
Wishing my prince charming would save me (in the form of a job, or real prince. Fate, it's up to you)
Princess Booka
To top it off, I just found out that one of my favorite people in the office is leaving. I've known the girl from past jobs, and she just told me that she gave her notice and will be gone at the end of the month. She's the one that I go to when I have to complain about someone in the office or if I need help with something. She has listened to me stress and worry about my job search and has given me great advise and helps me hope. And now she's gonna be gone! Granted, if this internship works out, I'll be gone too, but what if it doesn't?
Which brings me to the matter of her job. She's the electronic marketing manager, and she offered to train me so that I might have a chance of taking over her position once she's gone. I would love to have that training, just because it's good to have, but I don't necessarily know that I want to make that type of commitment (if I do in fact have a shot at it). I have been trying to get out of Lexington since my sophomore year of college, and if I commit to that, who knows how long I'll have to stay here. And I'm not entirely sure that I would love to stay here on a more permanent basis. There are too many things about this office that are unprofessional and inefficient in my opinion. Besides, I already know that I don't want to stay in academic publishing.
None of these things are set in stone, by no means, but these are just things I'm thinking about. Too many decisions seem to be influential, and I'm afraid that if I make the wrong one, I could be condemned to a life in a city I loath at a job I hate.
Wishing my prince charming would save me (in the form of a job, or real prince. Fate, it's up to you)
Princess Booka