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Archives For May 2005
just to clear up any misunderstandings; the apple store job is part time. it`s supposed to supplement my income although i`m really not sure how much i`m going to take home.
i have been planning on getting a new machine to work on at home. i haven`t really been chasing freelance work because as much as i love that laptop it`s 5 years old and there are days when it shows it.
i`ve spent the last couple of days reworking my resume, partially as a pre-emptive strike, partially because i need to feel like i`m doing something productive with my life. as i was reorganising my resume i realised, degree or not, i`ve got skills and i deserve better. i suppose i knew that all the time but sometimes it good to see in black and white.
as much as i`d like to make the apple store job full time, the simple truth is that it doesn`t pay enough. we couldn`t survive. i`m not thrilled with what i`m getting paid now but it does pay the bills, keeps us fed and we`re pretty debt free; at least in the sense we`re not incurring any more. i really just wish i were making that little extra so we wouldn`t have weeks like this one and could build a bit of a cushion.
well part time at least.
i am the newest part-time Apple Specialist at Green Hills Mall.
i`m getting paid to do something i love with a discount, hopefully i`ll have a pay cheque to take home.
when i started in the advertising business, i had the fortune and misfortune to work at a firm that had my last name in the title. people assumed i was related to one of the principals and expected me to coast on my name. that was so far from the truth it`s scary. when i started working i had my mother`s work ethos stuck in my head; give the job 150% because there is someone else that can do your job just as well.
i learned the hard way when you give 150% all employers do is take advantage of you so i revised my work ethos; find a job that you like, do it well and when it ceases to be fun, it`s time to move on. it seems a little fickle, but life is too short. as long as you`re working for someone you`re prostituting yourself; i hold no illusions about that; it`s about how badly you want to be screwed for what you`re getting paid. i enjoy what i do, i work hard, but i`d rather not have sodomy with a barbed wire and sandpaper condom as part of the daily ritual.
so here i am 13 years later, older and somewhat wiser. and these are this i`ve learned; i have realised that even with all that experience; that`s also apparently scaring people off; without a degree people don`t seem willing to give you a second glance or if they do, not pay you anywhere near market value. experience outside the US; where the quality of work, in my humble opinion, is higher; also doesn`t count for squat.
i`m bitter and upset about how things are going with my job. it will pass and if it doesn`t i`ll have to suck it up and do my job because that`s the kind of person i am anyway. at the end of the day, the work i produce is an extension of me and i`d at least like it to be positive.