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Whew!

Who knew writing and posting satire could be so–interesting?

Let’s just say that Miss Betty and Miss Nancy and Big Al’s Pizza Palace II are my imaginary friends and workplace who helped to make my unexpected landing out there in the real world a bit softer. After the stupid crap I’ve dealt with recently–online and in my own house–poking fun at myself and the situation felt cathartic.

And if I were lucky enough to take a job from and work for a Miss Betty and a Miss Nancy, I’d be in nirvana.

The real story is that I am out there in the real world every day, looking for the one job I can go to every day for many days to come. I am interviewing for all kinds of jobs–manager, maitre d’, assistant manager, special events manager, all-around everything.

On the one hand, I feel like the burned-out playwright who’s auditioned too many people for the coveted lead in her play–all the actors seem INSANE. On the other hand, I have never had to interview this much in this biz–my last two jobs were mine pretty quickly.

–Could I work for the revved up, young, intense guy who won’t let me finish a sentence, but who senses I can make his FOH rock?

–Or, do I see myself working for the more mature manager who has a similar background to mine–except 20 years’ more restaurant experience (minor detail)?

Maybe the funky, casual place is calling my name (can I just say, wearing jeans and a T-Shirt to work might tip the odds on that one).

Or, do I answer the call to help out some old friends who just told me they plan to launch a place of their own in a few months (poor, crazy bastards)?

Here’s the other part of the “real” scoop. As unknown as my next manager is right now, I’ll make sure I have a boss who is pretty close to the down-to-earth people Miss Nancy and Miss Betty are. They may have been conjured up for story-telling purposes, but they are the real deal in my mind, as I search for a place to land and finally build a professional nest.

As for my writing? Well, I will always write about the people I meet and the tiny snapshots in time I witness–everywhere. I’ve been doing that since I learned to put pen to paper as a kid in elementary school. It’s what I do.

To quote a favorite writer:

We do not write because we want to; we write because we have to.

W. Somerset Maugham, English dramatist & novelist (1874 – 1965)

More to come, very, very soon.