Or is it me that's suffocating?
Last week, I found the perfect job on a Craigslist post. It's a 'Carmen list' job, too: Freelance journalist for an interior design/architecture magazine. The ideal candidate would need to have contacts in the industry and be able to find new and/or interesting projects to do stories about every month. Holy, Up-My-Alley, Batman!
I applied as soon as I could, but I realized that the post had already been deleted from Craigslist. I was only able to send my resume because I had emailed myself the address. I'm not even sure it went through... it's been 3 days and I haven't heard anything yet. I keep checking to see if the position has been re-posted, but it hasn't.
Somebody else has my job.
Oh, and the designer down the street asked if I would intern for him. However, it's an unpaid position and I'm barely getting by as it is, working 40 hrs/week with pay. I think he knew this because of the look he gave me. He followed up with, "You want out of here, huh?"
Where's 'here'?
I don't even know what to say anymore.
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