I got a job! I love Comedy!

This post will be a lot of me being excited about life, so if you’re not into overwhelming happiness, you should probably excuse yourself now. I’m taking a break from being a pensive cynic for long enough to write this and then I promise I’ll go right back to being a jerk.

First matter of business: I GOT A JOB!

This job search has been the most frustrating, humbling, soul-crushing experience that I’ve gone through since moving to Chicago. What I learned is that I’m not for everybody. None of us are. I’m weird and have tattoos and will teach your kid(s) to be funny and compassionate, but I am certainly not the girl-next-door that some people are looking for. I spent way too much time wondering what was wrong with me and being angry at people for not hiring me, but ultimately, it just took me finding a family that is as weird and cool as I am. The moment that I stopped caring about my circumstances and started doing fun things like writing and installing doorknobs was the moment that good things started happening in oodles.

Another thing that this terrifying process made me realize is how lucky I am to have some of the best friends on the planet, who would not and did not allow me to complain for very long before putting me right back in my place. If you don’t have a small group of people around you who will push you until you’re mad at them and hold you accountable for your potential, get outside right now and find them. Without these jerks, I would be in my empty bathtub right now, crying and eating cheetos dunked in ice cream.

Also, I have somehow managed to engineer a life for myself where I get to write about comedy, and people actually read it. The 8 year-old fan-girl in me still squeals every time someone reads an interview or a blog entry that I’ve written and likes it. All I’m doing is writing about things and people that I think are cool. I get to geek out and have conversations about things that, 15 years ago, people were begging me to shut up about. I call that a win.

My apologies for all of the happiness; oppression still sucks and war still exists, but for the moment I’m happy and life is good. Suck on that, readership.