Dreaming about being hired at Anthropologie, I awoke in a fury to find work -- any work that is. After toying with the idea of acting and modeling for about five minutes (sketchy websites and the realization that I have little in common with Kate Moss made me quickly reject Michelle's idea of modeling.) I then proceeded to look into basic jobs: a receptionist at a hair place, a pilates instructor (this could be a problem seeing that I don't know how to teach pilates), perhaps waitressing at The Yardhouse? Soon I was calling up local cities, only to be told that every city they knew of was on a hiring freeze. I sent out roughly five resumes to marketing firms that I found on monster.com, then proceeded to convince a woman that despite my lack of education in early childhood development, a liberal arts degree was basically the same (she argued that I was wrong -- how dare she).
Push and pull, time passed and soon I had an interview at a marketing firm and a preschool.
Marketing is basically the same as journalism, right? Preschool teaching ... I mean who doesn't like little kids?
We'll see.
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