Monday, February 9, 2009

Sell my car or learn circus skills...?

I haven't written in a while. I feel silly every time I think about posting. The job hunt is sparse. I've found an internship or two, and have been contemplating the validity of an internship after 3 years of graduate school. I think probably the internship that I'm most looking at is better than most jobs I'd find and would give me great contacts, and I think I have a good shot at it, so I should probably try for it. The internship involves a large city, some big theatre names, and lots of Shakespeare. Oh and a stipend and housing.

And of course my parents have a problem with it. "How will you pay for your car with only $150 a week?" asked my mom. "I will get rid of my car," I replied, feeling like I had made a grown-up decision. "You can't get rid of your car!" my mom gasped. "Why not? It's a big city. There's public transportation, and I'll be housed 4 blocks from the theatre." But that wasn't good enough. "I don't know. You just can't get rid of your car. We'll talk about it." I knew why she didn't want me to talk about getting rid of my car. I'd be 2 hours away from her and wouldn't be able to get to her because I didn't have a car. And she can't stand the thought of that.

The conversation with my dad was no better, but was on the exact opposite scale. "You'll have to get a part time job," he reasoned. "I can't, dad. Internships are full time." Sometimes I forget how far out of touch he really is. "You won't be able to afford your car. You'll have to get rid of it." I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place, apparently. And my parents are still together. You'd think they'd talk once and a while. So then I had to explain to dad that mom told me specifically NOT to get rid of my car. He moved on from that topic. "Well, you need to find out where you're living. Parts of that city aren't safe to live in, you know." Argh.

My careers advisor sent me a job description for a teaching/directing position at a private middle school in NY. Seemed pretty awesome until I got to the part where they want you to have a specific theatrical skill, like stage combat or circus skills. Yes. Circus Skills. They listed a preference for people who posess circus skills. Or mime. Mime was another option. The closest I come to any of those was a stage combat class (rapier and dagger) I took once. I failed the certification portion of the class. Just sayin'.