the west coast incarnation of administrative hellfire present and accounted for, SIR!
from the resume circus and silent phone to a successful outcome, at the late end of expectation. on a morning of yet another panic over not landing a job yet, comes the call… the employment agency has a perfect job for me… being the administrative assistant to the president to a well-established talent agency in sherman oaks. the money wasn’t what i wanted but after an interview decided to go temp to trial each other out for a few weeks… i thought once they saw my work, the money would increase but after two days i saw it was exactly what i was doing at BMG; that fast-paced, juggling, always “on” and thinking 10 steps ahead; except at bmg i was making more than double what this place could hope to give me in a year.
when it rains, it pours with me so i wasn’t surprised that more job offers were coming after that. yesterday i had a job interview after work on wilshire near where we are staying in beverly hills. i walked into the building but didn’t see the company name on the directory. i went to the second floor to the suite # he told me about on the phone…no name on the door… i walked in and it felt like a doctor’s office, in a good way though… a modern, high-class, personalized-attention-like doctor’s office.
“hi. i’m here to see matt.” i said to the spunky older woman with short hair and a warm smile. i sunk into the black couch. i felt like i was sitting on the floor. no paintings on the wall or plants… the office was prime real estate, in the heart of beverly hills and was all fancy so i wondered why… later i found out that they’d just moved in 2 days ago. i went into matt’s office and within 15 minutes his charisma and pay offer had me committed. the office is one mile from the apartment that we just rented so there’ll be no commute. a decent starting offer, full benefits and a challenging new area of work… advertising. it’s a start up company financed by danny devito’s family. they are a brand new company with big eyes on the future. they’re in the spa industry… botox, laser treatments… the company recruits entrepreneurs to pay half a million dollars for each ‘medspa’… a doctor and nurses to administer the treatments. my job is to keep track of the advertising and write copy for promotional material. 25% creative writing? i’m in…
matt wore all black, has a russian wife who speaks only a little english and has that entreprenurial vibe about him. he’s very direct and comically pushy. as we were talking, his eyes were smiling, demeanor knowingly calm, and he yelled to the girl at the front desk to call a newspaper and see if it’s too late to cancel the ad they had placed that day for the advertising position…. all this before i even expressed an inkling of interest… “yes, you can cancel it but she said you have to do it now…” “give me fifteen minutes” he said, eyes on me… i couldn’t help but laugh. a bit of talk about hours, daily tasks and health benefits and we had a deal. “see you tuesday?” “yes, on tuesday then.” i walked out of his office introducing myself as “cheryl, advertising, see you tuesday!”
starting on tuesday allowed me the opportunity to pet my guilty-feeling furs with my first job that i had started. “it was a trial period!” i assured myself as i slowly walked stunned out from the elevator into the lobby, out to the street picking up speed in my new boots heading back to adi’s place where tsafi was… “all’s fair in love and war!” i told myself… i continued to rationalize it all… soon the words subsided and i broke out running down the street full speed on wilshire blvd. sharp left turn onto palm street. i couldn’t wait to tell tsafi… i ran all the way home, opened the door, fell on the floor laughing and rolling and tearing into him “C’M HERE! C’M HERE!” and i told him the good news. better starting salary, no commute, no need to buy a 2nd car, room to grow, more challenging for me. we slapped each other’s asses as a high five and got way too giddy. a perfect solution this was…
and it wasn’t like the day wasn’t already going fabulously… we’d bought a brand new freakin car the same day! a 2003 toyota corolla LE in black…tsafi had picked me up from the sherman oaks job at 1pm (we got off early from work for good friday). the toyota dealer drove it from the dealer’s lot to our insurance agency so we drove adi’s car to meet it there. i was carrying a dozen french white tulips sent to me from KT in NYC for my first day of work. i put them down in the shade in the parking lot while tsafi went to finalize insurance papers adn the dealer then drove the car around to where we were. it was like a newborn baby. that new car smell, 33 miles on the odometer. the first thing i noticed was that there was green and white glitter in the paint. it was just perfect. the dealer was showing us all the features but we just locked eyes full of pride. this is our car… our beginning, our life… another beautiful notch of success.i bounced in the back seat while tsafi pressed buttons in the front. all paid in full with wedding money…
tsafi got into adi’s car and i got into our new baby, moved the driver’s seat forward, put on my seatbelt, turned up the radio and i followed tsafi through the valley, winding around canyon roads that spat us out into beverly hills. we slapped a temporary parking permit on it and brought the tulips inside to put them on the table and head out to sign the lease of our new apartment. it was just an incredible day… we drove to fu’s palace, our favorite chinese place, had a lunch special.. we then realized that that is the corner of our new street, wooster street. we drove down wooster for a few blocks and parked the car in front of a huge purple tree… a residence hand-picked by the faeries. purple flower petals were strewn all over the sidewalk leading up to the front door. paul, the elderly jewish manager, let us in and we checked the place out again. we’ve been to see it twice before. this time around, we strategized where the computer would go, how to feng shui the place, if the dining room table should be square or rectangular. we leaned on the kitchen counter and negotiated the lease and payments. he accepted 2 months security in exchange for not running my credit report. he’s ordering a new fridge to be delivered on monday. it’s on the 3rd (top)floor of a luxury apartment building. the central focus of which is a brand new pool with a painted mural next to it. it’s a one-bedroom fully carpeted, one parking space, laundry in the building. very excited. we thought the rent would be too expensive and wondered how we’d afford it…but now that the universe has come thru for us, we’re worried no more.
“we’ll be good tennants.” tsafi told paul with a firm handshake. paul told us about the neighbors…some old people, some couples, a bachelor with a constant wave of women in and out of his place… an interesting mix of neighbors surely.
so… to recap… in one day….
job (check check)