I can't believe I'm moving in 18 days to the big city!
No, really. To all the naysayers in the world that doubted my awesomeness in job hunting ... take THAT! Well, actually, no.
Because that's mean. And partially because the naysayers in the world don't really care.
Honestly, I was a little nervous about moving to DC. I was nervous about how many other perfectly qualified broadcast professionals I was going to be competing against. But apparently, I happened to be in the right place at the right time, So here I am -- continuing on my journey as the Grunt of the Sales Department. But this time, I get to do it for a little more money. Not much, but hey -- a raise is a raise.
And I'm 99% positive all of my extra $$ is going toward more expensive vehicle insurance and a SmartCard for the metro (and to pay to park my car while I take said metro to where I need to go...)
But you know what? All of that's beside the point.
I got a job. In DC. Hell yeah!
I'm also no closer to answering the question of What do you want to be when you grow up? than when I was 5 years ago. (Great, right?) I seem to be operating on the here-and-now mentality. In the sense that I like being in broadcast, I'm apparently good at it, most days I enjoy what I do ... so why not roll with it? But here's the obvious next step: becoming an account executive. (SHIVER!)
I'm not aggressive. I can't (and won't) push. If someone's not interested, I'm not the world's most persuasive.
SO WHY IN GOD'S NAME ARE YOU A NATIONAL SALES ASSISTANT?
Like I said ... I enjoy my job. I like what I do. I'm not positive I'll be yielding $50k/annual to do what I do ... but we'll see where it goes. The cool thing about media and broadcast is that it's always evolving. I'm totally willing to wear many hats and eventually put them in a box. Media research, you say? Sure! Traffic Manager (ad scheduling) ? Why the hell not.
But then again ... I didn't know I liked sushi until I tried it. The idea of raw fish sounded gross. Perhaps the same could be said for sales??
To the people that suggested that my being a military spouse was going to hurt me in the end? Screw you and the horse you rode in on.