A week ago today I met with the Designer's assistant.
Yesterday I met with the Designer's Managing Director and briefly met with the Designer herself.
Today I was asked to meet with the Designer's Production Manager this coming Monday.
The expectation is that I begin working for the Designer no later than Wednesday of next week.
This gives me all of one day (one!) to let the President know I will no longer be working for her.
Are we beginning to see the reason for my present joyful angst?
Having deferred to a small number of confidants re: WhatTheHellShouldDo I've come to the following three conclusions:
1. This new position is an opportunity I cannot afford- financially, ambitiously, psychologically- to deny.
2. My present position, while gratifying of some of my artistic wants, is not as much of an avenue toward living-making as it is a temporary means of (barely) supporting myself.
3. I must act with love and equanimity- but also cunning and wit- in ALL professional and life endeavors.
So here I stand.
And I shall continue standing until next Monday afternoon.
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