2005-12-23

Roman cats and other things to talk about in a job interview

I interviewed earlier this week for a writing job in Long Beach. It went fairly well; I remember talking about my thesis and Rome, because the interviewer asked about them. I told him I liked Rome for the cats. Seems that the only positive responses I get job-wise are from people who like Italy. I think it is kind of amusing.
So I talked for a long time and then they got me some water and whisked me off to meet the creative director. He asked about grad school, so I told him of my brilliant original plan to get an Italian master's and learn French in Quebec so that I could get into a nice comp lit phd program. (It was a smart plan, wasn't it?) Then he asked me why I didn't study theory, and since I was taken off-guard, I said that it was really boring and most of the time it misses the point. Somehow I mentioned that theory is mostly written by depressives that live in garretts or with their mothers, so I didn't find it particularly useful. Despite all of this he seemed to like me. Must have been because he has an mfa in creative writing, so he understands silly life decisions. He talked to me for another hour about writing mailings and I think we may have bonded over our distaste for exclamation points. Who knows if anything will come of it. For some reason, my interviews always go on for a really long time, but after a few hours I'm so nervous that I've said the wrong thing, that I start saying the wrong things. It's a confusing time.
Not much else is going on.

xanthium at 4:28 p.m.

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