In the past couple of years, the work that I have done is anything but a traditional “job” and it also paid as such… non-existant. So since finishing up a photojournalism degree and taking a job at a real Chicago paper as a staff photographer… I quit in a year. Quit for what you ask? Well to do do documentary work for a foundation in South India. When that ended I went and visited some friends in Nepal. Then I fell into another gig. For two years I taught English at a Tibetan Buddhist monastery.
So to re-cap newspaper pay = salary /quit\ foundation pay = low freelance /finished\ English to monks = free room and board, walking around money, but spending my time with the most amazing people and my kindred heart family = pricelss… but unfortunately the government doesn’t understand that whole priceless argument when it comes to repaying student loans.
So back to the states I came. Job market horrible. Newspaper freelance work hit or miss. Tons one weekend nothing the next. So my plan? I joined AmeriCorps. Health insurance = good, pay = crap, job= rewarding, I work with pregnant and parenting teens on social media and art projects in the south side high school.
But again the whole government not understanding the priceless-ness of a rewarding job that doesn’t pay much and want their student loans paid.
Bartending got me through college for photojournalism. Swore I wouldn’t be going back. Famous last words. But at least it’s on my terms at a place that is swank, sells amazing whole foods, has a super wine, beer, cheese, coffee and chocolate department under my semi-control. Ummmm and it pays WELL.
May have found a new dream job….. that is of course until I decide to float off and do something else out of the impulsive instinct of my heart and chase of to yet another dream that will make me horrendously happy and probably won’t pay. But like everything else, I’ll give it an honest go for a year. (Well nearly everything else)
So for now you will be able to find me as the associate bar manager of the new Whole Foods opening up in April / May. An yes, they have a bar. How cool is that?
At least I can surround myself in quality and orgnic products that I am proud to sell for a company that I am proud to say that I work for… Oh. And I won’t go home smelling like old man scotch, chicken fingers or riblets. And I certainly won’t have to smile and ever say , “oh yea the riblets are great”. PUKE



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