Wednesday, September 13, 2006

" now i'm a temp? "

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too true, too true.

it really does come down to money doesn't it? i mean, you can try to stick to your guns but in the end, it'll come back to haunt you for ever believing that you could live on your talents for long (meaning w/out proper contacts, exposure, a "name" that carries upon the winds, a solid gold resume, and experience in the specific area that you wish to pursue).

it's a rough gig.

so now i'm temping. i am a temporary human database-entrant. i am the guy in the office that asks all of the questions at different intervals throughout the day which seem annoying because i don't know what's going on at all...yet.

i am the person with the great shoes that i bought a) because i had to get nice dress/work shoes for my dress-up days/work days, and b) because you can never look less awesome with superfresh shoes.

i am the guy who didn't make a peep to anyone the first day all day long so that i could self-teach myself the extremely-complex-at-first-but-gradually-and-oddly-intuitive software program in a matter of 20 minutes.

i am the worker bee that didn't ask for a lunch break, or where the bathroom was, if there was a policy on anything at all, or even when i should go home. yes. i am that temp that didn't leave until an hour and a half after everyone and their mom left the entire floor empty, save the cleaning staff which of course had to be non-white in total.

it's the second day, and as much as i super-enjoy looking at neon pink sheets of paper and neon orange starburst post-it's all day long in a just-too-cold-to-not-wear-a-jacket office, i have to remind myself why i'm doing it.

1) because i need to dream.

2) because to fulfill some dreams you need to have cash money.

3) because sometimes a hope and fairy dust wishes are not things that help you get money.

3.5) because angel dust is not actually fairy dust.

and

4) because although i hate money, i hate not having it when i need to get equipment and film and cameras and a monitor and all of the food that i didn't eat on my lunch break which i took at 3pm.

it's a tough gig, but i'm hunkering down people. wish me luck.

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tonight's homework:

sleep. sleep as much as you can, for as long as you can so you can shower, brush your teeth, get some breakfast, do your face things, get dressed, get on the train, get to your "job" on time, and when you sit down in front of the computer screen you're going to make visual love to all day, you won't go crazy.

ps-eye drops save you from having a contact lens pop-out. also, remember to blink.

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2 comments:

snoopy said...

Hang in there! Great things will happen.

Petur said...

dude, this is probably the least depressing thing i've ever read from you, new york's actually making you less cynical!!!

tough it out, bud, it's all about your perspective. instead of thinking "i can't afford to eat", just think "hey, i'm on a free diet!". perspective.