Sent out some resumes a few weeks ago and basically forgot about them. Got a phone call today (actually, somehow the guy said my # wasn't on my resume, so he tracked me through my mom's work fax, which is how I sent the resumes) and ended up having a half hour phone interview with a paper in Winterhaven Florida for a sports writer/copy editor position.
It would be great if this job worked out, but I'm most excited about even getting the phone call. Basically, it means that I'm actually a viable commodity on the journalism market.
I'm pretty sure I could categorically say that if I'm offered this job I'm off to it in an instant. This position is the absolute best I could hope for with my limited experience, especially since it's been at least a year off. It's a stellar opportunity.
The guy asked how quickly I could be down there, which was crazy to even think about. So I suppose technically in a month I could be relocated. But that's gettinw way ahead of the game.
And honestly, I'm really just buoyed by the interest. Maybe I'm not doomed to loser journalist hell forever.
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I'm in a "newspaper family." Let me tell you, they typically don't give much time on the relocation. When we moved to Orlando, we had a month to get there. We have five weeks to get to Tuscaloosa. That's just the way they roll.
Oh yeah, I totally know that and I'm ok with it. When I moved home in May when my dad was sick I decided to leave and was home within a week, so I'm actually already familiar with the idea.
This sounds cool, good luck.
Yeah, I really really want this job, and now I've told like everyone about it, so of course I won't get it, which will not only be super disappointing, but then will also make me look like more of a jobless loser and so more embarassment will ensue. Next time, maybe I just won't tell anyone.
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