Getting Into the BMI Musical Theatre Workshop! – Part 2 (The Job Stuff’s Working Out!)

Thursday, October 15th, 2015

Picking up from last time –

So, I wrote my boss, and said in the nicest way I could, that I love working for her and I so appreciate everything she’s done, and I absolutely hate to have one more thing she has to work around.

But I explained I’ve been applying to this thing for 6 years and it means the world to me and I can’t say no… But that I will ecstatically work the Tuesday – Saturday shift as long as she will let me.

I didn’t know if she’d just let me finish out my last two weeks for which we’d already agreed I’d work that schedule, or if she’d be like “Just get outta here now,” or if she’d extend me and let me work even longer.

With what we’re doing now (all the ingest and sorting and such), it really can be done pretty much anytime. Once we get to network cuts and things, that’s when it’ll really matter what schedules people are on.

She had the same sentiment (that I just expressed in that last paragraph) – that it didn’t matter ’til network cuts, which were a while away.

The next day when I finally talked to her (after not hearing back (from a super prompt person so on top of emails)), I said I was afraid she was mad at me. She said, “No of course not! I’m so happy for you!”

She was incredibly cool and supportive, just the best boss. She said she only didn’t get back to me ’cause she needed time to talked it over with the EP and some other people on the show, and it was decided I could stay until the end of the first week of November(!).

All right. That was even better than I thought. Cool. Also, whoa. My life’s about to get real jet-setty and cool and interesting (I hope), as I go back and forth from LA to New York for at least the next 8 weeks.

That night I got the acceptance (September 10th), I also wrote back to BMI. They said in the email that you needed to confirm you’d be there, and goodness would I be!

And this is where I’ll pick up next time.

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