Turns out I'm in consideration for a Presidential Award for Civic Service.
No, really.
True.
Bank of Generica has a volunteer rewards program, which means you can earn gift cards and stuff by having yourself photgraphed doing volunteer work while wearing a B of G shirt. (The one they gave me is XXL and fits me like a mumu).
For two hundred hours -in a year- you get an award from the White House for being a great citizen. At first, I was inclined to say screw this, despite the fact that I've already got at least 200+ volunteer hours at WRIR- and it's only June.
But our music director, the tinydj, reminded me of the irony involved in being rewarded by the neo-fascists and corporate dictators for helping a station that actively opposes their agendas.
She's convinced me to go for it. So I should get this reward from Bush and BofG regardless of my personal politics. It'll be a great resume builder and I can always sell it on ebay.
The station is what keeps me going. My job drains my soul, and my troubles with women break my heart, but at the station I am accepted, respected and, at times, revered. I have pulled off so many on-air audio miracles,often at the last possible second,that I thought I was taken for granted-not so.
Indeed, the last two nights, I've been told by different senior staffers that I'm a crucial member of our leadership team and that plans were under way to show this. This autumn could mean a real job. Maybe. Just maybe.
I also decided I should shop myself around to the commercial stations. If I can work for a bank, I can work for anyone. It's hard to find production work in radio, but I've got the skills and experience. I have tons of equipment. I have an urgent need to leave the damncube world.
If I scrimp, I should be able to quit my pay job this fall and be able to devote time to something that doesn't desangriate me.
Wish me luck.
By then, I'll have amost a year's experience as Production Director/Sound Tech and maybe even a Certificate from Bush. I already have a commendation from Clinton for my work on the 2000 Census, but it's just a machine -stamped form letter that all the managers got. I gave it to my Granny, and she was so proud. She loves Clinton. She likes to show it to visitors.
The Bush certificate will probably be stamped w/ an 'X'. What an odd pair of documents this would make.
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