Despite Derek’s constant warning to never get Craigslist jobs, I did. I was obsessed with finishing my website a few weeks ago and recently, I’ve been obsessed with Craigslist, refreshing the page every hour to see if I could find “graphic designer - vancouver”. I’ve always imagined myself working in a little downtown office, dance music blaring in the background with a dozen other 20-ish hottie designers like myself.
Anyway, I have an interview on Sunday for a starting web development company. I hope I get the job so I have some source of income during the summer before I leave for Italy. Confidence wise, I’m scared shitless. I’ve never had to show my work to a possible employer, and I don’t have much. Whatever is in my website is IT. The rest I don’t have on there is crap. This guy said that he really liked my style but he wants to see MORE. Shit.
Also, I’ve e-mailed this girl also from Craigslist and she wants to start a greeting card business with local artists and eco-friendly production. It won’t pay much but I see it as good practice for drawing. She seems to like my cutesy, simple work from the site so I guess I’ll be doing more of that in the near future. And the best part: I don’t need to change out of my pajamas for the job. HAH! Take that, Nicole!
In the process of finding a job, my sister hired me to work in the coffee shop she works in just because she felt sorry for unemployed me. Yes, I know I swore never to work in retail or in a coffee shop again but, hey, it’s money. And I need money. I kinda hate her for scheduling me on this long weekend since I wanted to go to the driving range after a year-long hiatus from golf. Ehhh… what can I do.
Wish me luck