Saturday, October 22, 2005

Saatchi lives and lets my unborn career die

Last week was monumental. I had a job interview at Hollister Creative AND Saatchi Saatchi. At Hollister I was greeted by an Andrea Mitchell look-a-like, who had nothing but positive things to say about my portfolio. I was given some critical advice about my presentation, and promised an interview at the Arnold agency, (a large agency in Boston, who recently lost the VW account.) I was told to keep in touch, but I quickly forgot about her, when my interview date for Saatchi Saatchi was finalized. Last friday, I took an impromptu train ride to New York in my suit with only my portfolio in hand. Again, I received positive remarks about my portfolio and presentation, which I spent the past two days perfecting, and I left my book for the creative team to soak in. It has now been a week since my interview, and I have heard nothing. I don't even have my portfolio book. Positive remarks are already leaving me feeling numb. If I'm so talented, why aren't I being hired? I haven't even received an offer from anyone. I have an interview with Arnold coming up, so I guess I have until then to figure out what I've been doing wrong. To raise the stakes a bit, my job at Community Boating ends in 8 days. I've cranked the notch up by contacting almost every creative staffing group serving markets in Boston, New York and Los Angeles. My luck never fully runs out. You may beg to differ with my job finding difficulty, but a few days ago, I received a call from Johnny Rockets, letting me know I'd won a free lunch for 15... in Philadelphia. I couldn't transfer it to Boston or a close friend, so I had to pass it up, but I'm still a winner.

Cold dry skin and a constant reminder of my aptitude for hypothermia has made me think of Los Angeles and windsurfing. After discovering that I disliked San Francisco, I've lost touch with both watersports and California. I heard a rumour that San Diego has so little wind, it's called the windless city. Imagine a beautiful day without windsurfing. I just couldn't imagine it, so I stopped imagining my life in California altogether. But I love copywriting, watersports and warm weather, so naturally, I drifted back to Los Angeles.

...No inventions, but I had a strange experience. My sister and I went to see "In her shoes," which is definitely a film that two sisters should see together. At the end of the film, we both thought that a particular event was going to happen. We pinpointed together with our gasps as to what we thought would happen, and it didn't. I'm not sure if this was something the director was planning to manipulate us with, or if there was an alternate ending, but this particular incident freaked me out. Seriously, if you have a sister, (girls) I encourage you to see this movie together and report back to me, anything you thought about the film. My email is

So, it's back to applications, resumes and writing samples for me, but the Arnold interview is the next cornerstone. Cheers.