no good, no good

I've had some pretty ridiculous luck these days. Particularly with jobs. We all know how my last job ended: me getting yelled at irrationally and then doing a whole lot of crying and writing some very honest letters to people with power. No good, no good. Then I had the interview from hell where hardly anyone was wearing shoes. And someone was wearing sweatpants. That was also no good. Then the internship that I was pining over finally, after dragging me along for well over a month, finally decided to tell me that couldn't pay me, but could consider it in the fal. No good, either.

So now I have accepted a job at a boutique as a salesperson and marketer (as was mentioned in the interview). Cool, huh? Granted, its not agency experience, but I love clothes so it seemed like a decent fit. Today was my first day and the day went okay, but I came home feeling like a dark cloud was looming over me. Then I read an email my boss sent everyone, with a July schedule attached: Please welcome Olivia as a full time employee at the mall location and (insert name here) who will be part time and help with marketing and public relations. If you read that like I did, you see that she didn't associate my name with the whole marketing thing.

What is going on here? Seriously, this is insane. So now a job that I thought would maybe give me a small amount of experience is looking like any other job. Ugh. I am so exhausted by all of this run-around. I just want a nice job at a nice agency where I can work hard and learn a lot... I didn't know that would be too much to ask for.

(cute pic from here)

I'm going to need a little bit of luck on my side tomorrow. I'm going to Core Creative for an internship interview, and I am nervous! I want this job very badly. Very badly. Serving hot dogs isn't for me, although I am glad that I did it for awhile. It reminded me how important it is to be kind to those who serve you. Being rude gets you nowhere. It also gave me the chance to make some new friends, and I figured out how to tolerate unfortunate circumstances. But I think this stint as a Costco employee needs to end soon; I have bigger and better things ahead of me.

This opportunity would be amazing. I'd finally have the chance to work in an environment I've dreamed of. I want to dress nicely for work, I want to be surrounded by brilliantly creative minds, and I want to get paid to write and create. That would be awesome.

When I spoke to one of the individuals at the company, she was unsure if the position would be paid or not, and I told her it would be much easier for me to fill the position if it were paid. What I really meant was, "if this isn't paid, I can't afford to do it." So lets all cross our fingers that this internship will be paid, and lets all cross our fingers that I manage to come across as witty and intelligent. I want them to see my potential and say, "This is the intern we've been waiting for."

To calm my nerves, I've been putzing around on the computer, and one of my friends recommended that I try Pandora radio. Its a website that allows you to pick a song or a band that you like, and they create a playlist of similar songs and play them as if they were reading your mind! It's spectacular, really, because it knows what you're in the mood to listen to. I love it. Try it sometime.

(photos from here and here)