Today’s-ish beverage: Michelob Ultra Infusions: lime & prickly pear cactus
I have to say, the seltzers are way better, but the calories are still low, and I have a beach vacay coming up in May.
Either way, that’s what I was drinking when I started this post 2 days ago. Now I’m actually just drinking iced coffee, because my body runs almost exclusively on caffeine. I’m not even sure what being properly hydrated feels like. I’d probably get fewer headaches, but I just like to think of those as one of life’s little quirks.
Well folks, I did it. I arm wrestled a bear.
No. I submitted my first pitches for freelance writing gigs. My hat is in the ring. I have entered the gauntlet. I put some skin in the game. I have tapped out on that analogy.
I did arm wrestle my friend last night though. She destroyed me. She’s not a bear, but she does cross fit, and she’s very strong. There’s a reason I’m the only one on our Tough Mudder team that can’t cross the Funky Monkey. These guns are for display purposes only.
*kisses each “bicep”*
Shout out to Overall Obstacles. Returning to a Tough Mudder near you (if you live outside of Boston) June 2021
I also officially received my first, and likely not last, rejection. I’m not sure why I’m telling you this part. I could lie and say I was wildly successful right out of the gate, and you should all bow down to my excellence. Kiss the ring!
But as the kids say these days, honesty is the best policy. And don’t part your hair on the side. And don’t wear skinny jeans.
Jokes on you Gen-Z, I usually just wear sweatpants. And I look terrible with a center part so I guess I wasn’t destined to fit in with the youths. That’s fine. I just want to do jigsaw puzzles and paint by number on my phone all day anyway.
Back to writing pitches.
It honestly wasn’t as scary as I anticipated. I’m not sure why I procrastinated so long. Oh wait, yes I do, it’s just part of my charming nature aka my anxiety disorder. It’s cuter if you call it charm. Kind of like saying a house is charming when what you really mean is it’s smaller than your car and hasn’t been updated since it was cool to put carpet in the bathroom.
Maybe it’s because I’m used to professional rejection. Sometimes it feels like it doesn’t make a difference whether I send my resume to the employer or just use it to line Elephant’s litter box.
Side note: I have done that many times. It’s called being economical and eco-friendly.
Saving trees one failure at a time.
I once went through a series of job interviews where the interviewer informed me that I was almost the top choice, but there was just one person with better qualifications.
Always the bridesmaid, never employed I guess.
I’m sorry, but what makes you think I’m going to feel better if I know that I barely missed out? Just tell me no and move on.
One of the best parts of pitching for these freelance gigs is that I don’t have to do the usual job interviews.
I hate job interviews. I’m sure that’s how most people feel, unless you’re some sort of masochist. To each their own! Whatever floats your giant, Instagramable unicorn raft.
Ohhh to reminisce on my old job searches…
There was the time I interviewed for an internship and the interviewer asked me what I weighed. And then, they had the balls to tell me that I’m not that small, compared to a figure skater. I mean ok, oddly specific and inappropriate, but you do you, boo boo.
There was the interview I did with a minor concussion because I fell on ice the night before. That was fun. I also couldn’t turn my head at all.
There was this interview:
“How comfortable are you with informatics?”
Me: “I don’t know what that is.”
“….Ma’am this internship is called ‘informatics in public health.’”
That ones on me, but in my defense I had found an internship already and had one foot out the door.
By the way, public health informatics is the process of using data systems and technology to shape public health practice. See? I would have been fine.
And then there are those interviews where you know the interviewer very well and you have to ask and answer questions like you’ve never seen them before in your life. As someone who spends most of their waking hours being nervous and awkward, this is a friggin nightmare!
In summary, the idea of sending someone a writing sample and they just tell me yes or no is pretty relaxing.
I just need some people to say yes. I need the money! I have mouths to feed! Specifically, Elephant. If you’ve ever been bit by a rabbit, you can understand why I focus all of my efforts and resources on not pissing her off. The trick is to drop the treats from about waist level so she can’t rip them out of your hands.
In hindsight, maybe BrigidandaBeverage, while an excellent name for this whimsical blog, was not the most professional name to use for my writing portfolio, but I already bought the domain so I sure as shit am going to use it. Plus, I knew a guy who got a job as a ski instructor despite never having skied before, so I feel like anything is possible!
I also like to tell myself that putting both sides of my writing styles on display shows that I’m a real Jack of all trades…Jill of all trades? I don’t know how that expression works.
I was reading a book the other day (it was a trashy book, but it’s funny, and I can do what I want) and the author wrote “Jilled off” as opposed to “jacked off” and I have to say, it gave me the heebie jeebies.
So anyways, keep your fingers crossed that someone thinks I’m a worthwhile hire.
Ok, I need to wrap this up; I have a Lunchable to eat. Because I’m an adult, and again, I can do what I want.
So until next time…I guess I need a closing catchphrase, but that’s a hurdle for another beer.
You’d think by now I’d have that little phrase memorized, but nope, it’s copy/paste until the day I die.