This could be interesting.
Apr. 19th, 2005 11:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So the glorious
silverstah has something in her journal today that I absolutely must see, according to the equally glorious
caitriona27. So surreptitiously-- and vengefully, as I've been yelled at once or twice already in the morning-- when I hope no one's looking, I slip over to the appropriate LJ, and click on the links therein. And what to my wondering eyes should appear but two ads from Pierre's Costumes. They're looking for someone with experience in retail and in costuming. Well. Let me think....
I know they were looking for people last year, but I didn't apply. This time, I bolted out of that place like my ass was on fire, ran up the street to Dad's office, and fell on his computer like a drowning woman to a liferaft. It just so happened that Dad had one of my old theatre-oriented resumes on his hard drive. I spruced it up and updated it, threw together five lines as a cover email, and off it went. By that time, it was five of two, and I had barely enough time to grab an Italian sausage on my way back up to my office. Where I was promptly yelled at. Again.
So imagine my pleasant surprise when my cell phone-- which I always leave turned up far too high-- rings a few minutes after four. As soon as I'm able, I race downstairs with my cell phone, and call Pierre's back. I had a very nice chat with a lovely woman there, who assures me the place is laid-back, though busy. They're looking for someone to handle sales, and also someone who can sew. She asked why, if I have a business of my own, I'm looking for work. "Well, it's not paying the rent," says I.
So I have an interview Saturday morning at 10.30. I seriously doubt they could pay me what I'm making now, nor give me the benefits I have now-- both of which I sorely need. But just knowing there's hope is...uplifting. It's been a horrible, awful couple of months, and I need some light.
I put on "My Fair Lady" when I came home. Audrey Hepburn in the Ascot dress leaves me breathless. And the Embassy Ball gown is so...sigh. Yesterday I left $50 with Barnes & Noble for books about death. Next, I believe, I shall have to research Cecil Beaton.
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I know they were looking for people last year, but I didn't apply. This time, I bolted out of that place like my ass was on fire, ran up the street to Dad's office, and fell on his computer like a drowning woman to a liferaft. It just so happened that Dad had one of my old theatre-oriented resumes on his hard drive. I spruced it up and updated it, threw together five lines as a cover email, and off it went. By that time, it was five of two, and I had barely enough time to grab an Italian sausage on my way back up to my office. Where I was promptly yelled at. Again.
So imagine my pleasant surprise when my cell phone-- which I always leave turned up far too high-- rings a few minutes after four. As soon as I'm able, I race downstairs with my cell phone, and call Pierre's back. I had a very nice chat with a lovely woman there, who assures me the place is laid-back, though busy. They're looking for someone to handle sales, and also someone who can sew. She asked why, if I have a business of my own, I'm looking for work. "Well, it's not paying the rent," says I.
So I have an interview Saturday morning at 10.30. I seriously doubt they could pay me what I'm making now, nor give me the benefits I have now-- both of which I sorely need. But just knowing there's hope is...uplifting. It's been a horrible, awful couple of months, and I need some light.
I put on "My Fair Lady" when I came home. Audrey Hepburn in the Ascot dress leaves me breathless. And the Embassy Ball gown is so...sigh. Yesterday I left $50 with Barnes & Noble for books about death. Next, I believe, I shall have to research Cecil Beaton.
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Date: 2005-04-20 09:10 am (UTC)Good luck, sweetie! Fingers are SO crossed.
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Date: 2005-04-20 11:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-20 10:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-20 11:19 am (UTC)More importantly, could you ask them what kind of a place it really is to work? I've gone from one frying pan into a fire, I don't want to do THAT again. Sigh.
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Date: 2005-04-20 05:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-20 11:54 am (UTC)On the topic of books to read...if you have not yet, perhaps Sylvia Plath?
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Date: 2005-04-20 01:44 pm (UTC)I'm keeping all fingers and toes crossed for you. I know you've had a rough time of it the past year - it would be truly lovely to see this work out for you!!!
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Date: 2005-04-20 03:24 pm (UTC)IM SOO HAPPY FOR YOU
I actually just drank an entire bottle of MEAD i was so happy for you.
So now im sitting at work entirely to tipsy to be here and IM screaming at the top of my lungs
NIKKI ROCKS!
but ya know you need to start making more corsets
you should do more shows and maybe this costuming place will open up more contacts and let you start paying the bills and such.
And maybe we need to hang out.....yes we definetly do. Lets have a party....on sunday. Yes we shall have a party on sunday
:-P
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Date: 2005-04-20 04:04 pm (UTC)Remind me to beat you on Sunday, hm? And don't celebrate yet. No idea what's going to happen. And even should they love me, if they can't PAY me, well....
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Date: 2005-04-20 11:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-21 04:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-21 09:18 pm (UTC)Atlanta won't work after all - for a pile of reasons I'll tell ya later. Bummed, but don't want to hold up your planning.
You still coming down here on the 30th of THIS month, though, I hope, yes?
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Date: 2005-04-23 12:14 am (UTC)