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June 5, 2011 / Brittany Hendrick

You know it’s time for an update when…

… of course, I’ve been too busy to write properly on here. That’s because I’ve been busy WORKING a JOB! Yes, after more than two years of HELL, someone finally hired me in March, right after my fifth-and-final egg donation. The timing couldn’t have been any better.

After hundreds– and I do mean hundreds, literally– of resumes sent, it is a relief to have a job again. I’m so overwhelmed with happiness, so chuffed, I don’t know what else to say.

Not only do I have a job, but I’m also using my core competencies, knowledge, skills, abilities and interests: I write. I get to write all damn day! I listen to music all day, and I write. Music. Write.

AND I’m in another industry where I should be: publishing! Yeah, it’s a sinking ship just like music business, but… as with music, I can’t imagine myself working in anything else. When people would ask me “what are you looking for?” publishing was the first thing I’d say. I’m proud to have met my goal… which I also did with music industry and… pretty much everything else I’ve done. Let me pat myself on the back– I’ve had 2+ years of SUCK, remember.

So, what do I do. I’m an Online Content Manager: managing social media for accounts, and one of those elements includes writing for the accounts’ blogs. Sounds weird, right? ‘Cause I’m not really a “blogger.” It’s not like I write daily opinions or editorials or personal manifestos. The function of the “blog” is… how do I put it nicely… it’s a marketing tool to drive people to the business at-hand. It’s all SEO content: meaningless wordswordswords with keywords thrown in. The accounts range from interior design companies to architects to property management companies.

Basically, it’s writing ad copy. Seriously, some of the posts sound like commercials. It’s an extra layer of marketing to drive online traffic. There is a niche for this. Businesses pay for this service. I still can’t believe I get paid to do this.

Funny thing is… all the writing style/grammar/content/SEO practices I use at work, NONE of them are applied here! hahaha!

But I’m not out of the woods yet:
1.) At 32 years old I’m having to start my life over. At the bottom. I’m OK with that occupationally because I know I’ll move up– the Content Director LOVES ME and says he has plans for me– and I have my sights on a couple positions. However, financially, for the time being, it’s not a good place to be at 32 years old. Everything will work out just fine… just have to be patient a wee bit longer.

2.) I’m on a six-month temp-to-perm contract. No health insurance, no 401K. Sure, they like me today– but that doesn’t mean anything until I’m hired permanently. Cautiously optimistic.

I couldn’t have made it through the past couple of years without my friends– my real friends– and family. The utter hopelessness and defeat that settle inside an unemployed person are real. The last thing I needed was to be surrounded by shitty, judgmental people who thought (or think) they’re so far above me just because of my life situation(s). I may have been a bit crankier than usual since 2009; otherwise, internally I remained the same and, therefore, warranted no extra judgments based on external factors separate from who I am as a person. In other words:

Everyone has been truly supportive and understanding, and I’d like to thank some people specifically. I won’t use real names, but you’ll know if it’s you. I’m sorry if I forget someone. In no particular order:

— Bobby Butane for letting me live with him in Manhattan for two months (and Stormin’ J and Ms. CBS Recs, always! Just because.).
— Georgia Fireflyette for being patient with me even when I’m unwittingly AWOL during a time of need.
— Stomp and Stammer Man for giving me writing freedom, for listening, and for not killing me.
— Kathmandu Man for getting me out every week.
— The East Atlanta crew, both musicians and fans, for treating me like a person who was simply “in between jobs” and not like a leper-loser (“…but we sure are happy Brittany’s unemployed, because we get to see her more often!” Hahaha!)
— The Canuck for looking out for me and sending emails about jobs.
— Virginia Plane for getting me an interview.
— Sony Music people who didn’t drop me just because I’m no longer in the industry and thus no longer “useful” or “cool.”
— My former boss at Sony gets his own line specially for spoiling me.
— My lone Buford friend (and his Cheesehead fiance) for letting me be my silly-old self: funny voices, catch phrases, nonsense comments and all.
— The Criminal Records crew for taking care of me.
— The Victory Sandwich O.G. for listening and getting me out of the house.
— My family for, like, everything.

As someone who’s been working since age 10, I don’t ever want to go through an unemployment period like that again– and I certainly don’t wish it upon anyone else.



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  1. Brittany Hendrick / Jun 6 2011 5:22 pm

    Thank you, Thom! I write nothing but the truth, with balls. 🙂


  2. thom heckel / Jun 5 2011 5:14 am

    nice, ballsy and true!


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