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May. 1st, 2007 08:01 pmI turned in my resume and two writing samples to the head of our theatre today. No, he didn't ask for them...he just got them, with a letter telling him that I work for the theatre, I'd like to dramaturg a show of his, and he can ask Big Boss and Big Boss's Boss for character references.
I'd make a witty snowball's chance in hell metaphor here, but there's no way to do that without calling the chicago theatre scene hell, which it isn't. Limbo, maybe. Lots of virtuous pagans and babies and things.
I might get sacked for wasting his time, but if I did get sacked at least it wouldn't be for gross incompetence.
Anyway it eased the already fairly negligible sting of being turned down by Northwestern for a marketing job and the continued hostility of Coworker K. Jesus, did I stab his mother without knowing it or something?
I'd make a witty snowball's chance in hell metaphor here, but there's no way to do that without calling the chicago theatre scene hell, which it isn't. Limbo, maybe. Lots of virtuous pagans and babies and things.
I might get sacked for wasting his time, but if I did get sacked at least it wouldn't be for gross incompetence.
Anyway it eased the already fairly negligible sting of being turned down by Northwestern for a marketing job and the continued hostility of Coworker K. Jesus, did I stab his mother without knowing it or something?
