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Mar. 13th, 2008 01:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
meitantei_cjBoss: Did Joseph call?
Me: Yes.
Boss: ... Well, I didn't know. (Not said like "Oh, okay...", more like "Well WTF were you gonna tell me?")
Me: He called while I was out.
He couldn't say anything to that and walked away. I told him I was going out for a doctor's appointment, so he knew I'd be gone for at least an hour. I'd have told him Joe was on his way, but I got back at the same time Joe was coming in. We ran into each other in the lobby. So STFU, thanks. :D
Anyway. I've been told to look into the city's schools for good art programs and music programs and start calling and/or visiting schools, and ask about their financial aid, and maybe go back to Brooklyn College, explain my situation, and see if I can get back into the school without a hassle. Both Jean and I think if I approach Mom with a concrete plan in mind, she'll be more likely to accept things. A lot of problems would be solved by going back to school. I mentioned the feeling of being typecast. People see my resume and the type of work I've done, and they don't give me a second thought. I'm too stupid to do whatever it is they need.
Oh, and I showed her two of my recent drawings, and she liked them, so that's good.
So I'm looking back into Brooklyn College, and I might take a trip down there next week. Maybe I could be back in school by summer. I'll definitely be out of here by then.
Me: Yes.
Boss: ... Well, I didn't know. (Not said like "Oh, okay...", more like "Well WTF were you gonna tell me?")
Me: He called while I was out.
He couldn't say anything to that and walked away. I told him I was going out for a doctor's appointment, so he knew I'd be gone for at least an hour. I'd have told him Joe was on his way, but I got back at the same time Joe was coming in. We ran into each other in the lobby. So STFU, thanks. :D
Anyway. I've been told to look into the city's schools for good art programs and music programs and start calling and/or visiting schools, and ask about their financial aid, and maybe go back to Brooklyn College, explain my situation, and see if I can get back into the school without a hassle. Both Jean and I think if I approach Mom with a concrete plan in mind, she'll be more likely to accept things. A lot of problems would be solved by going back to school. I mentioned the feeling of being typecast. People see my resume and the type of work I've done, and they don't give me a second thought. I'm too stupid to do whatever it is they need.
Oh, and I showed her two of my recent drawings, and she liked them, so that's good.
So I'm looking back into Brooklyn College, and I might take a trip down there next week. Maybe I could be back in school by summer. I'll definitely be out of here by then.
