Comments on: Creative Class Job Interview? Go with Stuff White People Like! http://www.manasclerk.com/blog/2009/02/04/creative-class-job-interview-go-with-what-white-people-want/ Because the killer app is us. Sun, 05 Feb 2012 06:16:07 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Forrest Christian http://www.manasclerk.com/blog/2009/02/04/creative-class-job-interview-go-with-what-white-people-want/#comment-29510 Forrest Christian Fri, 06 Feb 2009 21:09:35 +0000 http://www.manasclerk.com/blog/?p=765#comment-29510 That made my day! That made my day!

]]> By: Mary McQueen http://www.manasclerk.com/blog/2009/02/04/creative-class-job-interview-go-with-what-white-people-want/#comment-29509 Mary McQueen Fri, 06 Feb 2009 19:22:08 +0000 http://www.manasclerk.com/blog/?p=765#comment-29509 I recall reading this strategy for creative types: "work your quirk". And if you don't have any natural quirks, fake them or amplify any small ones. I feel so embarrassed when I see the middle-aged metrosexuals trying (unsuccessfully) to look trendy that I can't make my eyes look at them. And speaking of mental patients, 25 long dark years ago I was a film extra who belonged to Actra. I liked to say I was a "villager" in the movies. I made a fortune while it lasted. One time I was asked to shave my head for 6 months to play various punk parts. One such part was juvenile delinquent working in a fish processing plant. My fellow delinquents and me spent most of our time looking menacing and fingering our knives in the background while the cameras rolled. Good times! I found I had to dress very, very dramatically, to pull off the shaved head outside of working hours in those days. Even to go to the corner store. Otherwise people thought I was a mental patient. When I was swimming one afternoon in a public pool I overheard some mothers say that about me! I recall reading this strategy for creative types: “work your quirk”. And if you don’t have any natural quirks, fake them or amplify any small ones.

I feel so embarrassed when I see the middle-aged metrosexuals trying (unsuccessfully) to look trendy that I can’t make my eyes look at them.

And speaking of mental patients, 25 long dark years ago I was a film extra who belonged to Actra. I liked to say I was a “villager” in the movies. I made a fortune while it lasted. One time I was asked to shave my head for 6 months to play various punk parts. One such part was juvenile delinquent working in a fish processing plant. My fellow delinquents and me spent most of our time looking menacing and fingering our knives in the background while the cameras rolled. Good times!

I found I had to dress very, very dramatically, to pull off the shaved head outside of working hours in those days. Even to go to the corner store. Otherwise people thought I was a mental patient. When I was swimming one afternoon in a public pool I overheard some mothers say that about me!

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