PROLOGUE: This will likely read more like a journal entry rather than a blog post because it’s really just me linking thoughts together. I’m trying to edit while writing, but I think it’s just better if I go all stream of consciousness for this post.
I debated whether or not to even post this. But maybe it’s healthy. Or maybe it’s just supremely self-involved. It’s likely a little bit of both.
I’ve been watching a lot Giants baseball this season, so I hope you will excuse the metaphor. Something’s wrong here. I’ve noticed I’m a little extra cynical these days. Random little things that normally don’t bother me now have started to irritate me.
Take this morning…I opened up my Google Reader and checked my normal film news feed. I saw a post that compiled a bunch of reviews for the new Avatar trailer. Yes, bloggers are actually reviewing a movie trailer – devoting time and energy writing an article to share their thoughts about a 30-second (I don’t really know how long it is) trailer. For some reason, I actually thought “wtf?” But really, who cares if this is what someone wants to blog about. I shouldn’t! But for some reason, I wasted a few seconds of my day thinking about it.
Yesterday, I was writing an email and the Today show was on in the background. (Tess usually keeps this on during her morning routine) Hoda Kotb and Kathie Lee Gifford were talking about shortsgate – Michelle Obama exiting Air Force One wearing shorts. My head perked up behind the monitor and I blurted aloud, “are you serious? This is really a big deal?!” I was annoyed that airwaves were being wasted by a discussion like this.
Last week, the TV ended up on E! while I was surfing on my computer. The main story on the “news” show revolved around the whole Jon and Kate debacle. Apparently a correspondent for the E! network was linked romantically to Jon so the network decided to interview said correspondent to get her thoughts about what was going on (apparently now that Jon had moved on to some other chick) I asked myself, “this is news?”
Now, am I a snob? Yes. But is snobbery the reason I was so agitated by such minor things? I mean, what has made me so much less tolerant of the superficiality that exists in this world?
Clearly, something’s wrong. And I guess I should’ve seen it coming. I posted recently about becoming that bitter, jaded guy on set. I don’t think it’s coincidental that my behavior that day and my exponentially increasing cynicism are occurring within such a small time frame.
I’m in a funk. I didn’t want to admit it, but I am. It’s a combination of factors- most of which are completely out of my control. While straits are far from dire, I wouldn’t say the ball has exactly bounced my way since I got to LA either. And at the risk of sounding all “woe is me,” I’ve found myself a bit more introspective.
In the grand scheme of things, things aren’t THAT bad. I’m not happy with my job situation, but I’m sure I’m not alone. (For the record, I’m lucky enough to have some semblance of a steady paycheck, so if you don’t feel I’m in a position to complain, then you can stop reading now – hehe) My job situation is mostly because of bad timing. I moved to LA when the film industry was slow and jobs were hard to come by. Time went on, funds dwindled and I’m no longer freelancing. Whether this is temporary or permanent still remains to be seen, but so it goes.
I am currently working part-time for an internet company. It becomes more and more uninspiring as the day goes on. It didn’t start out too bad at the outset and even looked promising when a Content Manager position opened up. I thought I was a great candidate and nailed pretty much every interview. That was over a month ago. As of today, I’ve heard nothing about that position. It makes me think that I wasn’t even seriously considered to begin with. It is what it is.
[NOTE: This company has always bragged about promoting from within, blah, blah, blah. What kind of message are you sending when you can't even provide the candidates updates about interview/hiring process? Also, my boss is an actor so maybe he thinks the way to reject a candidate is by ignoring them - just like how if you don't receive a call-back, you can assume you're not wanted for the part.]
Management’s handling of this whole ordeal doesn’t particularly motivate me to contribute any more than what’s required. I mean, if they haven’t noticed the contributions I’ve made BEFORE I applied for the position, why should I be convinced they’ll do so in the future?
I know. It’s toxic but I can’t help it. Normally, the solution is simple – find another job. In this state and in this economy, it’s not so simple. I send out maybe 3-5 resumes a week but I’m pretty selective. The last thing I’d want is to go from one shitty company to the next. But of course money talks! (you could probably replace benefits for money if you wanted)
So a not-so-favorable job situation yields a not-so-favorable financial situation. I’m afloat, but barely. I haven’t lived hand-to-mouth like this since 2004. The joys of payday only last for a few hours when you realize all of it needs to go somewhere. Then the cycle starts over – pay bills and then try and stretch the dollars as much as you can.
I must sound like a whiny bitch right now and I apologize. I have never been the type to sulk or mope about stuff like this. Even when things didn’t go my way before, I’ve always been someone who could roll with the punches. Everything will work out…one way or another.
Deep down, I truly believe it will. But I’m a bit ashamed of how negative and cynical I’ve been these past few months. At first I thought it was New York’s effect on me. Then I thought it was because I’m getting older. I even thought it was LA! Now there are things about LA that I dislike (like traffic and Laker and Dodger fans that aren’t my friends) but I don’t think that I feel that strongly about them to convert me into a prick. But some of these things do make me feel homesick.
Homesick for the Bay? Homesick for NY? Pick one. Maybe I’m not as settled in as I thought I was?
Baseball players are a superstitious bunch. When mired deep in a slump, they try to do little things that might change their luck. Last year, Jason Giambi grew a mustache to try and get him out of his slump.
Maybe I need to do something like that too.
And in case you’re wondering…when I say “little things,” I don’t really mean spiraling down the vicious cycle of alcoholic rage.