I have a new job! That's what my voicemail reported on Friday. I'd been anxiously awaiting word from this employer for quite some time--checking my cell phone for missed calls as if my life depended on it, checking my e-mail for any signs of "yay" or "nay," and calling into my home voicemail every two hours to listen to a smug voice that enjoyed blurting "No new messages."
And this past Friday, a day when I refused to give the voice any satisfaction, they called...twice to be exact. Isn't this how life is? When you least expect it. I was told that I was approved for hire and that I needed to confirm my start date...did I mention they called twice? This began my obsessiveness on Saturday and today about how much notice I should give my current employer and if I'll be able to lose a few more pounds to make the best first impression I can. I'm nervous and excited and in slight disbelief of my fortune. You see, I'll finally have the official title of "writer-editor." My quest for this title has been four long years in the making. I've worked hard to gain the experience and clips needed to qualify for this position. My website http://www.jennifersingleton.net/ hails me as a writer-editor (OK, so I hailed myself) and so do my personal business cards. I know that's what I am...I know it's what I do well; but to have the official title bestowed on me offers a sense of validation of my worth and accomplishments. I've been through a lot to get to this point and I plan on proving to myself and to those who've taught me some tough lessons that I deserve to be here.
And now, I shall do a cheer:
"Stet 'em Jennifer, work that em-dash; stet 'em Jennifer, you format the best bulleted list; stet 'em Jennifer, rewrite for conciseness; stet 'em Jennifer, you know they like your header style!"
Regards,
Jennifer Singleton
Writer-Editor
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