Alright, so I've been here four days, officially, if you time it from when my plane landed. I'm betting I've set out roughly thirty CVs in the last week and a half (including those sent from Switzerland), some to specific job vacancies and some more speculatively to production companies and recruitment firms.
No responses yet!
Four days. I have to keep reminding myself that it's only been four days. And by Monday, it will only be five business days. Nevertheless, this is a nerve-wracking period, and although I prepared for it and have saved my money--and although I'm definitely using my time wisely in looking for jobs--I won't lie: unemployment is scary.
My plan is to cold call a few more production companies this afternoon (after lunch) just to say hello and see what they recommend, i.e. the best way to submit my CV and if they have any vacancies. I find it helps to laugh and say, "I'm sorry, I bet you get these kinds of calls all the time, but..."
(NOTE: The English love the word, "Sorry." Learn it, know it, use it.)
Then I may wait till the evening or even Monday morning to submit my CV--'cause who wants to look at someone's resume on a Friday afternoon? (That's a trick that my friend Carrie passed on from her dad. Someone's more likely to read a resume earlier in the week. Still, that doesn't mean I want to waste Thursdays and Fridays.)
This weekend: I relax. My housemates and I may go see a movie (Tropic Thunder, my favorite of the year so far), then I'll revisit some favorite sites (like the South Bank, hopefully in the sun), and there's the possibility of meeting up with my friend Chris, too, since he moves back to London from Cornwall tomorrow. Excellent.
May I just say it again? My housemates are awesome. Daniel gave me a set of "fairy lights" to string up in my room, so that it's a little more perty, and and then we chilled out and watched a film called Crank yesterday evening (it is the ultimate dude movie and wicked entertaining), chattin' about film production, manatees, electric cars, and the story he's writing. I can't believe I've only been here two nights!
Anywho, these posts are getting long. I'll tip my hat to you (the one I'm not wearing) and say, "Till next time, yo!"
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If it makes you feel any better, I only received THREE responses to cover letters/resumes in the three weeks I've been in NY (which averages as only one per week, which doesn't feel like much). It's hard and frustrating, but don't sweat it. Seriously. You're far too competent to be unemployed for long.
Why do the english like the word Sorry? Is it an American thing to say Sorry?
They just say it very often, for just about anything, even when they're not the ones at fault for something. Like, "I'm so sorry, but you're standing on my toe," haha.
Thank you, Carrie!
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