When It Rains...

Earlier this afternoon I was interviewed for a production assistant position on one of the network television shows that's shooting in town. I went to the Hawaii Film Studio and met with a couple of nice production associates, and they said they'd call me early next week to see if I get one of the two currently open P.A. positions on the show.

After the interview, while having a cup of coffee at a nearby Starbucks, I got a call from a friend I used to work with who's now over at Hawaii Public Radio. I was actually going to call him either next week or the following week to see if there were any openings there, a place I used to work at off and on over the last 10 years. Coincidentally, he had something part time if I was interested, and after catching up with each other, he told me to think about it and give him an answer tomorrow morning.

We said our goodbyes, and about fifteen minutes later, he called back again telling me there might be another opportunity – in a different department and in addition to the one he just called me about – for me over there. He told me to call him tomorrow with my answer to the first opportunity, and he'll tell me more info about the second one.