The only job I’ll ever need, if I can get it…

I discovered my true calling, while trolling Craigslist for jobs. This may be hard to believe. Who discovers the perfect job online? That’s right, me! I was just scrolling down the page, clicking on link after link, and there it was, nestled between Interactive Finance Manager and Media Planner.

Get Paid to Wave

Upon first glance, I seemed to be qualified…

  • I like to get paid.
  • I can wave.  I don’t have it highlighted on my resume.  Nor have I highlighted skills that sound better than waving (beckoning or gesticulating, for example) but really, at their crux, are just waving.

And the position has perks…

  • It’s in marketing, my chosen field. Technically, it’s in advertising, which is part of the marketing family. You know, like that one cousin everyone has who talks about how great he is, but really only got there by spending other people’s money.
  • I can listen to music all day – either on my trusty iPod or from the chorus of voices in my head performing the modern Greek tragedy of my life.
  • I’ll be working outside. Granted, my station would be a busy Brooklyn street corner. But most street corners in Brooklyn feature a view of a tree, sometimes two.
  • I could wear whatever I want, provided I wear an Uncle Sam or Statue of Liberty outfit over it.

My wife wants me to give it a try, and I’m tempted to. But a couple of things make me hesitant. First of all, both Flatbush and East Flatbush, Brooklyn are really far from Jackson Heights. Second of all, I don’t know if I have the right temperament for this kind of work. I’m not a gregarious, work-the-crowd kind of people person. I’m friendly and can be outgoing, but I’m not the life of the party.  Oh yeah, and I can’t dance. So there’s a real chance that I won’t get the job. That would wreck my psyche and force me to spend the next week curled up in the fetal position sucking my thumb. I don’t know if I can take that chance.

Oddly enough, the prospect of standing outside in January dressed like Uncle Sam or the Statue of Liberty doesn’t bother me. Stay tuned for the post documenting my hours of intensive therapy to discover why. In the meantime, I have some serious soul-searching to do about this job.

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2 Comments

  1. Amanda wrote:

    For the record, I suggested you try it because it would be hilarious (albeit for an extremely short period of time), not because I’m desperate that you find any kind of paid work possible. Just sayin’.

    Friday, January 9, 2009 at 8:37 am | Permalink
  2. Honzo wrote:

    OK I’ve seen this jobs posted in the “marketing” section in CL myself and I guess I couldn’t picture it in my mind but wow.

    I just got to join this list of unemployed as of yesterday to be exact. I hope things get better sooner then later. It really stinks and I was blown away because I didn’t see it coming at all. I hope it doesn’t come down to me using my MBA to wave, but whatever it takes right?

    Friday, January 9, 2009 at 11:02 am | Permalink

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