Ok...maybe not. Obviously not, as I am not writing this from a jail cell (thank God,) but I really, REALLY wanted to do some harm to my current 'boss' on PR. (I'll be calling it that from now on since this season's shooting is really not to be know.) Um, yeah...I also say 'boss' in quotes, because I just don't respect him. Sure I can do my job, and probably with a smile and always to the best of my abilities, but truth of the matter is, I don't too much care for him.
Today was fine until the end of the day 'meeting,' where he annoyed me to know end. Basically, I think he's hypocritical and not overly qualified for his position...marginally at best. I completely realize that I've only had actual interaction with this guy for three days now, but I've observed a great deal in a short period of time and I am not all at impressed with what I've seen. I'll say this and be done...Lead by example.
I was glad I came in early because I was able to leave right after this meeting, and I was hot. That other 'Angel' I keep suppressed inside really wanted to come out, but instead, I put on some music and rode the train home...and calmed down in the process.
When I was walking home, I thought about how I really wished I had my best friend to vent with about this, which just made me all the more annoyed.
Then, straw that broke the camel's back (or my back in this case)...I got a call for an interview with NBCUniversal. What?!?!?!? I sat day in and day out in Cali hoping, nay praying that this call would come through and it comes through when I'm on the other side of the country, living like a nomad because I stepped out on faith and wanting to seriously give my 'boss' a good cussing out...and by cussing out, I mean tell him how little I think of him and then give him several reasons to substantiate my thoughts, thus making him feel beneath the scum of the earth.
I just couldn't believe it...and when I told her I wouldn't be back in town until mid-late August, and she said they just couldn't wait that long, my heart sank. I regretted it as soon as I said it, and was so upset I could have spit blood. (literally...I've done it before.)
After some encouraging words from my Mom, Delaware and even some agitating words from another friends, I calmed down...again. I watched some Star Trek and got my mind off of everything. I called the lady back and left her a message. I prayed. I read. I updated this blog. If this opportunity at NBCUniversal is for me, then something will happen and soon. I'm sure of it. If not, I'll gain an invaluable experience here in NYC and something even better will come sooner than later...of that I am sure.
Am I frustrated? Yes. Am I a bit annoyed? No doubt. Do I know without a shadow of a doubt that God has RIDICULOUS blessings in store for me (in my film/tv career and otherwise?) Absolutely. Will I let how I am feeling/have felt today break me. Never. I press on.
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