4.3.01

i’ve been asked to the prom.

given that like half my friends from high school are either married or are getting married this spring, this really makes me feel much better. while they’re all fussing over where the relatives are going to stay, morgage rates, and whether little timmy can go to advanced pre-school this year, i can skim the pages of seventeen magazine picking out the perfect prom hair. nevermind the fact that the prom is paul’s graduate program’s end-of-year formal, and that most of the writers will be there with their spouses anyway, i’m still enjoying feeling young for once. ah, the burden of being fiscally responsible is such a difficult one.

this is the story of my search for a summer position with the idaho shakespeare festival:

december: the artistic director, charlie fee, comes to a.c.t. to hold auditions. i give up my saturday to be his casting assistant. halfway thru the day i drop a little hint – would love to come back to idaho and stage manage for the fesival again this year. he says, send me a resume.
january: i send a resume.
february: i call. no answer. i leave a polite message.
february: no one ever calls back. i send resumes to 15 other theaters.
march: i call. no answer. i keep calling until there is an answer. charlie says he’s still hiring stage managers, he has my resume in front of him, he confirms that i’m available for all the required dates. he says he’ll be making his mind up and calling early next week.
april: i wait three weeks, and call again. no answer. i call until there is an answer. charlie says he’s still hring stage managers, he has my resume in front of him, he confirms that i’m available for all the required dates. he says he’ll be making his mind up and calling early next week.

needless to say, as of today, i’m still unemployed.