So I gave my two weeks at the drake last monday. which means I only have a week left there. I'M FREAKING OUT. I need to get a job so soon or I'm going to be so broke. I really don't know what I was thinking. I should have had a job lined up but I realized I just couldn't do it anymore. I probably sound like a huge baby and you're probably thinking "god it's just a cafe" and you're right it IS just a cafe but, i don't know, the politics there are pretty intense. Anyway, I'm sure I'll be fine, I'm pretty lucky with that sort of thing, but I'm still feeling the stress of needing a job.
In other news, Camp So Chill is opening for Skratch Bastid on Sunday and for The Cool Kids on thursday. BIG week.
Any of you that have been wondering about that painting I was supposed to be doing. You'll be happy(?) to know that I am throwing in the towel and with my dignity too! I spoke to one of the guys on the phone and understood what I was going through and reassured me that it was totally fine and to bring in what I have finished. He even said: "Stop feeling guilty, get a smile on your face, and get us off your conscience." As a gesture I'm going to take a pretty picture of the lake, or some sort of body of water, and frame it and bring it to them, just to show them what I can do and that I really am sorry. After getting off the phone with him, I nearly started crying. THAT's how relieved I was. Major major relief.
yay.
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