Hey, for those of you who don’t know me, my name is James McGill. Nice to meet you…oh wait I’m sorry I can’t hear you. We kinda have an internet separating us and I don’t have the VOIP programs up and running at the moment to hear you. Plus this is a message so I’m probably off doing something awesome and spectacular that you just wish you were doing or wish you could do. I’m just that cool. Now if you’re reading this entry, that means either we are in the first week of this blog or you’re checking out my profile and reading my “About” section. You could also be reading my previous entries, if that’s the case…why weren’t you here sooner? Either way thanks for validating my existence. Otherwise I would probably just fade away and join my other forgotten godly brethren who are no longer worshiped.
Now you’re probably wondering “oh my goodness, this fine, handsome, and astoundingly smart young is trying to achieve god-hood. That’s sacrilegious. May (insert whichever deity you believe in) strike him down for thinking he could be so great.” Well I hate to disappoint you, but though I have the good looks and charisma needed to be worshiped by many beautiful Lingerie models, that is not my purpose here. The truth is far more…realistic.
Here’s the situation…Not the idiot from that Jersey show-the actual situation I’m in. This blog is all about me trying to get a new job. You see about six years ago I graduated from Northern Illinois University with a B.S. (Bachelors of Science, there will be no naughty words in this entry sorry) in Marketing. I was 22 and the only jobs I could get interviews for were telemarketing and door to door salesman jobs. By mid-May I got hired to walk around Chicago and sell those Coupon books that some businesses give out as prizes for employees or customers. When I left my first day, I got really depressed as soon as I got into my car. This was not what I wanted to do. So the next day I called them up and told them that I really wasn’t interested. I apologized for wasting their time and I wished them luck in the future. I’m sure as soon as they hung up, they had some choice naughty words yelled at the receiver that no longer held a connection to my line.
So I went on Careerbuilder.com and started looking through the marketing jobs to see if there was anything that looked interesting. Most were telemarketing and door to door sales, but there were a few that sounded fun and creative. These jobs stated that I needed to have a good understanding with Photoshop, Illustrator, and Quark in order to apply. So I decided that I wanted to try and get those types of jobs. The ones where you used your mind and creativity to sell things rather than just coming up with a pitch and being a persistent pain in the butt. Now I know many of you reading this might take offense to that and to you folks I say…Suck it up. Those jobs just aren’t for me. It’s not a critique on you folks as people but I need something that challenges my mind more than my patience. So I took a job at a local Big Box store (Please note I will not be saying where I work, until I leave my current job. I would prefer to leave at a time of my choosing rather than at a time of theirs). The Big Box gave me a job pushing carts. Not glamorous but it helped to pay the bills.
The Fall of the next year I signed up at my local Community College to take the Graphic design classes that taught you how to use these programs. I also, just for fun, took an HTML Class. Skip to the end of the semester…I got hooked. I decided to go for the Associates degrees in Graphic design and Web site design. Now since I was a cart pusher I couldn’t afford a full semester of classes. At the time I was only making $8 and some change an hour. Plus the only reason I could afford to do it is because my parents decided to take on the task of becoming Catholic Saints by allowing me to continue to live at “home” rent free. Now this was difficult mainly because my parents aren’t catholic. But the simple fact that they were willing to put up with me should get a Papal Letter of Recommendation at least.
So given my limited funds, I took 1 to 4 classes a semester. Then, a few semesters ago I decided that I wanted to learn photography as well. So during a semester I decide that I’m just tired of my current job. I don’t want to work at Big Box anymore and would like to start my career. So the following semester I take one class that will get me my Web Design Associates degree. Then half way through the semester a friend of mine by the Name of Buddy Scalera tells me that I need to know WordPress. Now I haven’t even created my on-line portfolio yet, so yay something else for me to have to learn. So a week later, I had an epiphany. Cue Windows 7 commercial flashback “I should make a blog documenting the creation of my on-line portfolio”. I created this blog the same day and a week or two later, create its first posting on April 1st, 2011.
That’s the story, so here is what the blog is going to do. I will be doing a series of projects over the next six weeks and the following summer. While school finishes up, the first six weeks of this blog, I will concentrate on WordPress. I will figure out how to make profiles, decide which widgets/apps/whatever they’re called to be placed on here, and figure out the complete look of this blog. Then when the summer starts, I will begin making my on-line portfolio. Through this whole process I will be documenting what I do, where I get my info and how I did it. You guys want to steal the techniques, go for it. But please leave my creative ideas alone. I really don’t want to go into further debt suing people before I have a new job.
Now one word of caution before I end this. I AM A NERD! HAHAHAHA! That’s right, you’re dealing with a nerd, a fanboy, a geek, a computer enthusiast, a comic book aficionado. Many of my projects will be leaning towards those things that I love. Comics, video games, movies, music, writing, photography and…well…women. Hey I’m a full-blooded male. Of course I’m going to include the beauty that is the female form. ::he said nervously trying not to make eye contact with the women in the room who are staring suspiciously at him:: All of it will be in good taste. The furthest I will go will be cheesecake photography, 3-D artwork, etc. But there will be no nudity.
Now if you are an employer who decides not to look at the skill that the project were done with because you didn’t like the content. Then I do not wish to work for you. This is my Project and this is a reflection of my personality and my enjoyments. If you don’t like it then you probably wouldn’t like me. So thanks anyway for stopping by, I hope the proverbial door doesn’t hit you in the butt on the way out.
Anyway, thanks for reading and It was pleasure meeting you. I sincerely hope to have a long relationship entertaining you and informing you over the time period in which the JHM Project is in effect. I hope you come back and check out all of my posts.
Maybe you might learn to be as cool and suave as I am….
AW who am I kidding, No one can be as cool as I am.
Type ya later,