Two weeks ago, I received a letter from the EDD, telling me that I had an appointment to go in and talk to someone about my job search. On the back of the letter was a worksheet for me to fill in the information for six jobs that I had applied to within the last few weeks.
I’ve never had to make an in-person appearance at the EDD. I was a little nervous. I immediately got to work, sending in my resumé to the most recent postings on the UTA job list. I knew I was unqualified for five out of the six jobs that I applied for. But, remembering my previous experience with the UTA job list, I knew it was unlikely that I’d get an interview, much less an actual job offer.
(This isn’t a knock against the job list. It’s a great job list. But my experience is in production, and there aren’t any production listings in the UTA job list. Why would they call me – PA extraordinaire – when they can call someone with more recent agency experience?)
The day of my appointment, I drove down to the EDD office in Marina Del Rey. I wore a dress shirt, pants, and shoes. When I got there, I realized that I was over-dressed. Oh well.
When I signed in, I noticed that a majority of the people there were from my zip code. My theory is that the EDD targets areas randomly. (Or it’s possible that my neighborhood has a disproportionately high number of unemployed actors and PAs.)
I waited for thirty-two minutes before my name was called. Here is the complete transcript of my interview:
EDD: What field are you in?
TAPA: Film production.
EDD: Oh. This should be quick. How has your job search been going?
TAPA: Slowly. There’s not a lot of work out there, since it’s so early in the year.
EDD: Does that have to do with pilot season?
TAPA: Sort of.
EDD: Do you have any questions for me?
EDD: Great. Well, we’re done. I’ll validate your parking.
The whole exchange took one minute. I suppose I should be happy that it was so painless. But part of me is still pissed that they made me go down there in the first place.