So I got the letter I had been dreading today. I’ve spent the last couple months interviewing over and over again with one company. Actually, I’ve interviewed with several companies for the last couple months, but I kept getting called back to one. They told me in no uncertain terms that they liked me and wanted to make me an offer but they kind of wanted someone to be both a designer (which I am) and a programmer (which I’m not — or at least I don’t like to be). They basically told me that they were trying to decide whether to just offer me the job or to offer me a contract position. About a week ago, they told me that they were still looking at other candidates just to make sure they couldn’t find someone who wanted to do both. Today, they made an offer to another candidate. That was really the best job prospect I’ve had in months and now I’m back to square one with no real strong leads (sure I have some resumes in, but there’s nowhere that I’ve already interviewed that I am still waiting on).
I’ve now officially decided to give up. I’m done with gainful employment. From this point on I’ll be selling all of my worldly possessions except for my camera and my truck and buying a dog. I will wander from city to city as a drifter taking odd jobs working the land, having sex with the farmers’ daughters and being run out of town by sheriffs. I should have done that when I first had the idea five years ago. Instead I just wrote a story about it on my blog. Maybe I should have actually done it then.
Maybe tomorrow will be better. Maybe I’ll find a job. Or maybe I’ll buy a dog.