My brother Kaleob and his girlfriend are finally (with any luck) buying their first home today. The home hasn’t been completely built yet, but it should be ready for them to move in sometime during the summer. To help with the payments, they are seeking a renter or two and wouldn’t you know it, I am more than ready to move away from mom and dad. The only thing stopping me is a steady job.But I’ve got until the house is finished to figure out that detail. Hopefully, everything goes as planned: they buy the house, I get a job, they let me move in. Who knows, maybe I’ll even grow up a little. The bad thing is, since I’ve dedicated my life to music and full-time schooling (I wouldn’t reccommend it), I’m pretty much not qualified to do anything in the real world.
I’ve had one “real job” in my life so far and that was working for the City of Tempe for one of their summer theatre camps for kids. Even then, I was only 16. I haven’t had any real working experience in 4 years! I’m f*cked, to put it bluntly. I’ve applied to Staples (yay), CostCo (double yay), and even a math tutoring position at ASU (yay squared) and haven’t heard anything back and its been a few to several weeks now.
I can only hope I get some more gigs writing music for theatre shows, or marching bands, or regular concert bands, or short films, or shooting documentaries or something. That’s really the only way I’ve gotten any kind of money the past two years. Well, that and mom. Yeah. It’s definitely time to grow up.