Picking up from last time –
Once I woke up and got off the plane, I didn’t really think too hard about emailing people in NY for jobs. I was more focused on “Where’s my hotel?” “How bad is this bad neighborhood?” (Read that question with a half-laugh. I was fine. :-))
I also was pretty content with the commuting back and forth for the first couple of months. I had a nice job with a boss I really liked in LA. And I thought it would be nice to have time so slowly settle in to NY and slowly leave the city I’ve lived in for so long. So, while I knew I needed a NY job, I wasn’t super concerned about it right away.
I had my first day of BMI. As I was leaving NY, I thought I should do a couple of those “hey I need a job emails.” So, I emailed the woman I basically didn’t know at The Nightly Show. I figured nothing would come of it, but thought an email wouldn’t hurt.
When I landed in LA on Tuesday afternoon, I had an email from her! She said she actually was looking for an assistant editor and asked if I could come in to interview.
I can’t even describe the sinking feeling of my heart falling down to my toes because I was just in NY. Now that hourly wifi started to seem like a really fantastic idea, if i would’ve known the email would’ve been successful, and not just another message into the void.
I emailed her back right away and said I’d be there Monday, and asked if that’d be soon enough.
When I didn’t hear within 24 hours, I wrote again saying if it wasn’t soon enough, I’d come earlier.
I’m pretty sure I even wrote a 3rd time when I hadn’t heard by Friday – basically begging to be interviewed. (Here we go again with the line between persistence and annoying. Thankfully in this situation, it worked.)
She told me Monday was fine. And I went in Monday late afternoon before BMI.
When I got to NY that morning, I did a little apartment searching – just in case I got the job. I figured I was there, might as well look at some stuff.
I got to the neighborhood with plenty of time to spare. I didn’t want to be late. In fact, I was way too wildly early. So, I went to this Europan food/bakery place on 57th and 9th. I had the most unhealthy lunch I’ve had in a long time – pizza and a cannoli. I’m not really sure why. I thought I was being New York-y or something. Probably should’ve wanted to feel better and lighter with a clearer brain before a big interview. But you know, whatever.
Finally, the time came for me to walk over there.
And this is where I’ll pick up next time.