I'm sure I can do a lot of these listings, but some of the requirements are intimidating. I am neither a college nor a high school graduate. I got my GED, but I never got my transcripts, so I don't really have proof anywhere. This has been a deep and abiding source of shame and embarrassment for me for pretty much my entire adult life. I always felt like theatre was the one place that really didn't care about all that (and even then, I get quite red faced when everybody else talks about their typically graduate level educations).
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Like, just typing all that out, even though I'm pretty sure many if not most here already know it, and I need to go for a walk to shake it off and have a bit of a cry.
It's okay. I rode the short bus, Sean.
Aw Sean. I'm sorry this is so rough on you.
I think I'm only just now realizing that one of the things working in theater was doing was somehow validating that I wasn't just a complete fuck up in life, and that I could maybe make something of myself.
And now, if that's no longer working, it's very difficult to not read something into that.
Revelations just dawning on me right now.
I skipped my senior year of high school and so have no diploma. I have never been asked for one. A GED is a high school diploma. You can say with perfect honesty that you're a high school graduate, and no one will ever ask you for the piece of paper. What you do have is references from all the theater jobs you have done very well indeed, and all employers really want is some assurance that you know how to show up and work.
all employers really want is some assurance that you know how to show up and work.
That's got to be true. I'm sure it is. Identity can be such a tricky thing sometimes.
Identity is fraught but most of the fraught is inside our own heads. Not all of it. But a lot.
erika, a new Changing Hands would be awesome! I loved that place.
At the same time, it's extremely difficult not to think that I was probably the only candidate for the Annenberg job, or the aquarium job, or any of the other full time positions I've applied for, who doesn't list anything college associated on their resume, and that between two otherwise equally appealing candidates, I lose because of that.
Cass, wrod. I miss Tempe sometimes. For it and for falafel places.