When I wrote Friday's entry I was in a hurry.
The wonderful people at EasyEverything near Times Square had seen fit to leave one of their many computers up an running with a malfunctioning 'n' key, and I was racing to finish the post before my credit ran out, pasting the missing letters all the way through...now I have a few minutes to be more eloquent.
In the name of love, I need to move to New York, and to move to New York, I need a job in New York.
On Friday I asked if anyone knew of a job.
Today I am asking something different, of you specifically. I am madly in love with the girl of my dreams; she feels the same way, but we live on different continents. The pain of this is something I won't try and convey to you, only that for thirty minutes in the last twenty four hours I seriously considered walking away from that Boarding Gate, leaving behind my life here in the UK, and dropping off the map to live illegally in the States.
That's how this is.
I am going to do everything in my power to achieve this, which includes asking and begging friends and friends of friends for information, leads, hints and clues as to how I can make it happen.
We're all connected...there's the six degrees of separation factor that covers the entire world...so YOU know someone who knows someone...and at the end of that..one, two, eight, or even a hundred links down the chain is my job in America.
It isn't a possibility..it's completely real.
So what I am asking you, you in the singular sense...sitting there reading this, is to take up this, the first link in the chain, and start a thread. Email some friends. Someone you know who lives in America..New York, hell, anywhere. Ask them to do the same...please. I am not going to rest until this is a reality and I am standing in front of a Heathrow Boarding Gate knowing that in seven hours I will be where I need to be; with the woman I love.
Please.
I have a 2:1 degree in Engineering Design, focus on Mechanical Engineering and Fluid Mechanics, a field I specialise in. I have liaised with large companies, worked as part of a team on huge capital projects in the transport sector, managed outsourcing of technical research...and I have just over a year's experience doing all this.
So there you go.
And breathe. Coffee...yadda yadda yadda.
Sorry. Feeling a bit jetlagged at the moment, and I have work to do for tomorrow. This is all a bit mad, I admit, and from the outside, I can see that the phrase 'stir crazy' might not be too far off. But it is real, so real.
So; crazy coffee, anyone?
coffeee.. wait, i'm working tomorrow, i get all the free coffee i want :D
I'll try asking around, although i don't have many links within your area.. in fact, i don't have any, but somebody will, I'm sure..
http://www.mta.nyc.ny.us/mta/employment/
Well, who'd've thought it?
better get me a coffee.
Congratulations...you never know when lightning is going to strike!
Can I get a Cherry Coca-cola please?
Congratulations! Bet you didn't expect that to happen when you got on the plane in London.
Just a plain, old, English cup of tea for me, ta.
You need to find the NY recruitment agencies for your field and speak to them. You need to identify the NY companies in your field and look on their website for the contact details and send them your CV. You need to look at the USA embassy in London's web page and look at what you need visa wise and start preparing the paper work. You need to speak to colluages in your area here and ask anyone if they have any contacts.
NY is a massive place, and it is probably easier to get a job than you think, it's just a matter of doing the legwork. Start looking at what you need in the way of a visa and then use the web to find agents as well as speaking to contacts in the indusrty.
Oh and mazeltov for finding the whole love thing.
Oh and I'll have a get-stuart-to-ny-upachino
Yay! Woo! Kittens!
Spring eh? ain't it grand.
I'll celebrate with a coffee soaked newborn lamb please. I find sucking the hot caffeinated brew out of the nervous creature's wool to be most stimulating at times like this..
Since I'm mid-Tom Clancy novel I'll have a strong mug of Navy coffee with a pinch of salt in it. In a submarine. With spies.
in my new capacity as Girl of Dreams, i will ask my darling Boy of Dreams to please subsitute what he knows to be my usual insane dosage of sugar in my coffee...
with pure love. coffee and love. and some milk.
ohh christ, pass the buckets. Coffee and love?
Naw I'm kidding. I've been having coffee and love for about 15 years... way to go you two!!
Although I will admit that I did check the calendar to see if April 1st had rolled in early!
Anyhoo - coffee, black, one sugar and a big cheesy 'I'm a fool in love' smile, please.
And yes I'll be emailing my pal in NY for you!
Funny what life throws at you, isn't it? Hope all will run smoothly, and you know what? I reckon it will.
You might want to explore that LinkedIn site that I invited you to a few weeks ago - you might find someone who works in your field in Nueva York that you could approach.
Nice one.