I have to get a job.
Or rather, another job.
I had one in sales, but they decided to stop paying.
I have a personal philosophy.
If I’m working for free, I’m working for me.
The timing sucks though.
A year ago, I could have focused on being a full time writer
and making a living from it.
Except I thought I needed a “real” job.
There was a lot of pressure from other people to get a
normal job.
Who defines normal?
I went on a job interview.
The kid was twenty six.
He sounded scared I was going to take his job from him.
Not that I’m great. At any Just Over Broke, I do enough to
get moved up and make sure I’m not fired.
I learned a lesson at my last corporate gig.
You make the company eleven million dollars, the VP and your
Boss get the bonus. You get the shaft.
What sucks about job hunting as a “man of a particular age”
is most people wonder what I did to not have a job in the first place.
Ageism exists.
But there is also a culture that loves youth.
And I don’t want to work twelve hours a day for someone
else, unless they’re paying a certain salary.
I’m not too picky about what I do.
A ton of sales experience. A ton of marketing experience. A
ton of creative experience.
It’s not working.
The phone isn’t ringing with offers. And my network is in
Florida, not Arkansas.
I would make a go at writing full time. But I don’t have the cushion to wait 90 Days
to get paid.
That’s what Amazon does.
It’s not a problem, just a situation for me.
A decent job would solve the waiting game and put in a
timeline to go full time.
Sigh.
I do have a job on the table. Working in a call center as a
manager.
Everyone hates telemarketers. Even me.
I’ll have to take a shower every night just to wash the
shame off.
I was going to be a gigolo, but my money back guarantee
would mean too much out of pocket for me.
And I’d have to shower twice.
I got an offer to do hotel sales. Pay’s good. Time’s good.
But it was a verbal offer and nothing in writing yet.
It’s another waiting game to hear back from them.
I’d like to apply to be an independently wealthy
philanthropist, so if you know anyone who is hiring, tell me.
In the meantime, I knocked out 3000 words today and felt bad
it wasn’t 10,000.
It should have been ten.
But everything is moving along. Forward motion is progress.
And I did finish a non-fiction project for writers that got
published. Not quite the fiction you’re used to, but it’s out there, with a
second book in the offing.
Everything I wish I would have started two years ago is on a
list.
Youtube video blog
Podcast
Audio versions of the books on Amazon
Chatbot marketing
Plus I found advice I wrote myself and ignored.
Which means I may have to dust it off.
And learn to listen to myself.
I don’t know if I can afford not to.
What dream are you waiting to start?
What goal are you waiting to chase?
Get started and grab it now.
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