Livin’ the dream

I want to start out by saying: I love my job. I do. I get to be around small children and puppies but also congressmen and commissioners. But I do dream of bigger things.

What might my dream job be, you ask? Well, apparently I can’t be on the news team at The Daily Planet, as it’s “fictional,” so I’ll have to go with these:

  • Theatre Reviewer – Um, yes, please. Free tickets to shows? Interviewing actors and directors and producers and play people? Free tickets? Doing something I love every day? Free tickets? Yes, yes, yes.
  • Writer for the Seattle Weekly. It comes out weekly and also has an online presence with news blogs, etc. It’s all the crazy stuff that goes on in Seattle. Oh, and they do theatre reviews. See above.
  • Education reporter. Working with the kiddies every night and day. That’s the best part about working here, but then I wouldn’t have to deal with so many adults all the time.
  • Books reporter. This one is not even just about reviews, which I would also enjoy writing. I would love to talk to authors about what makes them tick, how they get the ideas for stories, etc.
  • Movie and Entertainment news. This one is sort of iffy, actually. I love reading this stuff (all the time) but I don’t know if I would ever actually be able to write it. Calling agents and all that jazz? Not really for me. But, if I got to interview actors? That’s the way to go!

On being employed

So, I just finished my third day at the Outlook.

I am exhausted. More tired than I have been since last semester, for sure, but I am not even trying to do as much stuff. It is a combination of getting up at 6:30 a.m. every day (something I am really not used to) and the excitement/stress that comes with starting a new job and moving.

On Monday, I worked at 11-hour day.  It made me feel right at home.

It was a pretty busy day. No “Welcome aboard” luncheon or anything. I laid out six pages and proofed more. All while trying to learn everything about my new home that I could. There are so many design things that happened at the egreen that they just don’t do here. Or they do them differently. So trying to learn new rules while forgetting the old ones is proving to be a bit of a challenge.

Another different thing: I have an office. This is exceptionally exciting in itself because I have never had an office before. But I am used to a newsroom sort of atmosphere. Where you can see everyone you work with and there is a big cloud of ideas, ridicule, jokes and tips floating around all the time. This sort of happens here, as people yell out of their open doors, but it is just not the same.

Even if we were all seated in one big room, however, it wouldn’t be the same. There are only 6 people who work at the paper. The publisher, the editor, the office manager, the designer, the sales manager and me. The hustle and bustle of reporters running around and editors venting frustrations to each other are in my past, and perhaps my future, but not my present.

Also, on Monday, everyone kept apologizing to me about how crazy it was and asking me to please be patient. All I could think was “this is what crazy is?” No one was even crying!!

There are definitely things I miss from my days at the evergreen. I can’t go into Rikki‘s office, shut the door and complain when my day is going horrible. There isn’t anyone at my office who I would even think about doing this with now. Maybe that will come later. Maybe I will just call Rikki even though she will not know anyone I am complaining about. I don’t have angry/sarcastic/funny facebook and text conversations with Jeff while sitting next to him. I realize I can still talk to him, and I do, just the whole talking-over-the-internets-while-you-are-in-the-same-room-thing is better.

Don’t get me started on how much I miss Janel, Jenny and Morgan.


But all in all, this is a wonderfully pleasant experience. I think I am really going to enjoy it.

I would enjoy it more if people came to visit me.

Just sayin’.

They done gived me a job!

Ok, so after almost four months of searching and stressing and loafing, I got a job!

I start at the Othello Outlook on Monday.

Which means, pretty much, that I have four days to pack up my undergraduate, childhood self and move into the real world. Where real things happen.

I am so excited.

Not only will I be writing again (thank goodness) but I will be getting paid again! I have never been so worried about money than I have for the last few months.

But back to writing. I will be writing about six stories a week. Which will be easy, peasy after last semester. But I will be writing a variety of stories. Some of which will not be so easy.

Like sports. Yes, sports. I am terrified.

But I also think I will learn so much. I mean, this paper won 2nd in general excellence from the WNPA last year for Washington weekly papers.

I never would have guessed it. At least I wouldn’t have before I actually saw the paper and talked to the people who run.

I am looking forward to this experience more than I have ever looked forward to anything.

I am conflicted on one thing though. I am SO excited to get out of Pullman. I am just done with it. It is a beautiful town and I am really glad I came to school here, but it is just time to move on. And try something new. Like the bustling metropolis of Othello.

Yeah, bustling. They do have a super Walmart after all.

On the other hand, I really didn’t factor in that leaving Pullman meant leaving behind the people in Pullman. I am going to miss me some friends. But I will only be two hours away. And on the way home for most people. I expect me some visitors.

I will also be the only reporter at this newspaper. And while I really liked the publisher and editor of the paper, they are older than me and not really people I expect to socialize with. Oh well, that is one minor speed bump on this road to my future.

Yeah, I said it. I need to be a total cheeseball at least once a week. = )

My journey to Othello

In case y’all were wonderin’, I interviewed today at the Othello Outlook.

It’s a small, weekly paper.

I would be writing about six stories a week, including sports.



It seems like it would be a fun place to work. The publisher seemed nice and it would be a really small news team. Which means I would get a lot of writing in.

Plus, there is a huge latino community. Which means my Spanish degree would actually be put to use!

Now, I just need to practicar!

Instead. (That was just for Rikki).

I think the interview went really well, though.

I’ll keep you posted.

It’s retail, but it sure ain’t therapy…

I have recently given up on the hope that some big, important newspaper job will lure me out of Pullman and into the real world. At least not in the next few months.

But, my measly five hours a week at the bookstore are not going to pay the rent. So I have embarked into the wonderful world of job applications galore.

There are a few things about retail job applications that really piss me off. Mostly, though, it is the random questionaires that are inevitably attached to the end of them. Where you have to select anything from strongly agree to strongly disagree in order to help your could-be employers know your “personality.”

Two things employers:

1) There is no way you can discern anything about me from some questions with multiple choice answers.

2) It’s called lying.

I consider myself to be a pretty good person. When I say I have never stolen anything from work, I mean it. However, it would be more than easy to click strongly disagree on “I think doing drugs at work is ok” and then show up high for your first shift.

These questions don’t show you how good of an employee I would be.

That being said, I Strongly Agree that “I love to work with people” and Strongly Disagree to “I quit working if I feel the job is not challenging enough.”

I can has job now?