I've taken a couple of days off from writing this blog, but that doesn't mean that i haven't been thinking about what to post. Lying in bed, I've written 12 of these in my head, but when it comes time to actually type out my thoughts, I just don't feel like doing it. I'm sure there's some medical term for this. I KNOW what I want and need to do, but I just don't do it. "Lazyness" doesn't cover it.
Example: resumes. Part of the fun (and by "fun" I mean "torture") of the search for a new job is updating the resume. A couple of weeks ago, I did that, but now the next step involves getting it printed on a really nice piece of paper, not just the type I have in my printer. I guess that requires a trip down to Kinko's, and Lord knows I have plenty of time to do that. I just choose not to. There's a Job Fair tomorrow, so it sure would be nice to go in completely prepared. At this hour, I know I won't go in prepared. Heck at this stage, I might not even go in at all.
Here's where I am. I still want to be involved in radio, but the business has changed so much in the last ten years that I've come to despise it. Why work in a business that I openly ridicule? Because it's the only thing that I can confidently say that I'm good at. I've had success doing it, I've enjoyed doing it, and there's rarely heavy lifting involved. My kind of gig. I know there has to be something else out there that I would enjoy doing, but I don't know what that is. Do I really want to start completely over at the age of 42? There's not exactly a big demand for 42 year old white men to fill employment rolls these days.
Going to this job fair tomorrow would be a signal to me that I'm willing to throw away 12 years of success and achievements without even trying to climb aboard another station. I'm not an insurance salesman, I'm not a travel agent, and I'm not a banker. I'm a radio guy, like it or not. And I'm stuck in a business I despise, run by people who have no idea what made radio a successful medium in the first place. It's a weird place to be, but here I am.
Oh, before I forget, KWNR's ratings took a dump the first month that I wasn't there. I don't want to say that my dismissal was responsible for that drop, but if I was responsible for any of that, I'm tickled pink.
Coming soon, an interesting (hopefully) look behind the scenes at how radio really works, aka "They Don't care What You Think"