{"id":42443,"date":"2011-06-09T04:37:01","date_gmt":"2011-06-09T08:37:01","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/42443\/angst-disappears-joko-intriguing-woman\/"},"modified":"2011-06-09T04:37:01","modified_gmt":"2011-06-09T08:37:01","slug":"angst-disappears-joko-intriguing-woman","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/42443\/angst-disappears-joko-intriguing-woman\/","title":{"rendered":"Angst Disappears Whilst Joko Becomes an Intriguing Woman"},"content":{"rendered":"

Today was bittersweet. A day both worrisome and carefree. <\/font><\/p>\n

One thing about the otherwise laidback lifestyle of the full-time student is that there are periods of intensity where all kinds of assignments in multiple classes come due at once whilst one is also asked to prepare for final exams. That state is where I am at this week and next. Lots of stuff to complete and whereas my brain power has pretty much been enough to carry me through this last year of earning a certificate in chemical dependency counseling at a local community college, this is one of those weeks where I have to couple that with actual work.<\/font><\/p>\n

\"\"Then there is the REAL work which lies just on the horizon. See, this is it. I am done. In less than a week, I will have finished my course work for this graduate certificate I\u2019ve been seeking and will no longer be a full time student. Time to get a real job. So on top of this crunch of assignments due and finals stress, I also have this looming requirement to find something that will replace the benefits I\u2019ve been able to enjoy while training for a new career. It\u2019s a triple whammy.<\/p>\n

Unfortunately, I will not be able to get a job in that career I\u2018ve been training for. See, that requires a state license that due to my current circumstances, I am not in a position where it would be advantageous for me to apply for now. Come April 2012, I can get the license I need to do the work I\u2019ve been learning how to do, but for now, I have to fall back on the salesman thing I have done thus far in my professional career.<\/p>\n

\"\"A few weeks back, I happened to stumble upon a job fair at school. Totally unplanned; I was just killing time between classes. There, I ran into an HR rep for a company that I would totally love to sell stuff for. In fact, when I got let go from my last company, his company was the one place that I thought I would most like to work. This HR guy told me he had an opening coming up in a couple weeks in the exact area of expertise that I\u2019ve spent years working in\u2026 Wow! What serendipity! My perfect job becoming available right when I needed it! Last Friday, they posted this opening on their website. I immediately applied. Called the guy to follow up on Monday and he told me he would be calling his candidates on Wednesday. I am so perfect for this job. I so want it.<\/p>\n

I waited for that call all day today, causing me considerable anxiety and angst. Here was my immediate future opening up for me. Here was a good paying job for which I was eminently qualified if they could see past my somewhat checkered personal history. Please, HR guy, please call!<\/p>\n

The call did not come.<\/p>\n

My plans for my immediate future came crumbling down around me.<\/p>\n

I am so fucked, I though to myself with increasing intensity as the day progressed.<\/p>\n

I have to remind myself of several things. First off, he said he would start calling people on Wednesday. When have middle management at big companies ever been 100% faithful to timetables they set off the cuff like that? He could call tomorrow. Or Friday. Just get me to an interview and I will get the job. I am that confident in my ability to sell myself.<\/p>\n

Besides that, if I don\u2019t get this \u201cdream job\u201d I want, I still have 7 months of unemployment benefits available to me. It\u2019s not like I am going to starve.<\/p>\n

I know I would kick ass at this job I want. If only they would give me a chance. Every hour that passed today that I was not called, I slipped deeper and deeper into a funk of rejection.<\/p>\n

Until 6 PM.<\/p>\n

That was the actor\u2019s call for Opening Night of The Miser, the play I\u2019ve been rehearsing for these last 10 weeks. It\u2019s SHOWTIME!<\/p>\n

\"\"Once I walked in those theatre doors, all those worries about how I am going to earn a living disappeared. All that stress evaporated as I enjoyed the comraderie of my fellow cast members, focused on bringing energy and humor to my performance and became someone else. I became FROSINE, an intriguing woman.<\/p>\n

Once I got into that milieu, all my troubles became secondary. I was part of a show. That became preeminent.<\/p>\n

I feel compelled to make a small disclaimer that it was the role playing, the acting, the being part of a team, not the cross-dressing, that freed me from my worries. I could have been putting on a platypus costume to walk on stage and simple go \u201cQUACK! QUACK!\u201d and it would have had the same effect on my psyche (I dunno if Platypii \u2019quack\u2019, but you get what I mean).<\/p>\n

All in all, opening night went really well. There were a couple of hiccoughs, but I got the feeling that the audience really enjoyed the performance. My character got lots of laughs. Hey, there\u2019s nothing funnier than a man in a dress, particularly a fat man whose costume was inspired by Mrs Roper from Three\u2019s Company. After the show, audience members told me that they couldn\u2019t take their eyes off me.<\/p>\n

Eventually, you will see me on stage performing in The Miser here on my blog, but for now, share with me the fun as I transform, leaving my worries at the stage door, from Joko to Frosine.<\/p>\n

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