I Just Might Be The One

I’ve been in the midst of a work dilemma. I have been working part time for a show and am about to really start up the job within the next week and have been on the fence about it the whole time. It’s not that I don’t want the job; there’s a ton of good things about it.

I mean—it’s a 5 day work week as the head logger for a brand new network show and with people I have loved to work with in the past. It’s even got me on a set day schedule for the full run (7—5) and even two consecutive days off which is nice. And the money is even better than BB and is just as long.

The thing that sucks is that it has a crazy commute. We’re talking long and through a sketchy neighborhood at parts. I really had to sit down and really figure out if I would feel safe and if my schedule would be livable. I mean—what’s the point of all the benefits if you have no life outside it.

And this doesn’t even factor in the X factor. Every new show you start on has its own set of problems and craziness which can lead to either a great bonding experience or a hair-pulling bitchfest. And while I’d like to trust in the ability of the show runners—I think they don’t get what its like to tape people 24 hours a day and so people will be screwed—and I might be one of them. But all I can do is point out the obvious and hope for the best.

Even now I’m still on the fence about the job.