Two Months down, now I can get settled…almost

Things are moving along now. I have a job that I am enjoying. The Swedish Espresso Bar is the perfect amount of busy, never get’s boring and them time goes pretty quickly. Although it’s only going to get busier as there was the giant New York Chocolate Show. The chef from my job took home best in show. and he is getting all sorts of press about it. See below, he shows up at the one minute mark and talks like cookie monster.

http://online.wsj.com/video/non-edible-treats-at-the-chocolate-show/28A77579-BE07-4A52-A302-2C3823F2EF8E.html (I tried to embed the vid into my blog post but it wasn’t working for some reason. If someone knows what I am doing wrong let me know.)

So the place is only going to get busier.

I have recently moved out of Hotel Jalapeno, the place I was subletting. I am now crashing on the couch of two friends in the Lower East Side. It is very sweet of them to let me crash here. After this I am probably going back to Hotel jalapeno, but who knows. That could all change.  So I am trying to settle in here in the big apple but don’t really feel like it yet. A friend, who will be visiting the city in December, asked what places I should recommend since I have lived there and I didn’t know what to tell him. I have been so busy I haven’t really had any “fun” just yet. I mean I have fun, life is what you make of it and I am having a good time despite the fact of being broke and sleeping on a friends couch.

Oh and guess what, the Lower East Side Couch I am sleeping on is across the street from that crappy crepe job that I got fired from. (see the earlier post First Day/Last Day) I get to walk by it everyday and thank my lucky stars that I got a much better job. Also douchebag doesn’t seem to work there anymore of if he does I haven’t seen him. He stupidly bragged to me about marrying one of the owners daughters so she could get a green card. I told this to my friend, the Grad Student, and she sent an anonymous email to the owners warning them to be careful with this guy. One phone call and their daughter could be deported, if he is bragging about it to me who else is he bragging about it too.  Hopefully they fired him too.

I have started writing on some projects again, some pilots, plays and maybe a return of The Timmy Wood Show but the NYC edition, who knows? I have some ideas and that could be one of them. Until then I post the old poster from the Texas Timmy Wood Show for nostalgia sake.

My New Job!

So I finally found a new job (again)

I got a job at a swedish espresso bar and it is amazing. They have great coffee and amazing food. One of which is espresso, cocoa, oats and coconut rolled up in a ball. They have their own swedish chef who makes all the chocolate truffles and he talks like Cookie Monster. Also the place is full of all these cute swedish girls, I am like the only guy who works there. Every one is ridiculously nice, for instance today one of the chefs made me a humus and vegetable sandwich today for my lunch, it’s a million times better than that stupid crepe place, people are nicer and pays better too.

I also played bartender at a local theatre that a few of my friends are associated with. And by bartending I mean just beer, wine and coffee, nothing fancy.

So I am working. That’s good, now I need to figure out a place to live permanently.

Oh, also I think I am going to take up boxing training. I am not even kidding. I am going to become am amateur boxer.

First Day/Last Day

So I landed a job, finally after all the hunting, sweating and crying I found something.

The Grad Student found a posting on craigslist and forwarded it to me for a popular Crepes bakery on the lower east side. I sent my resume and promptly got a phone call asking me to interview at ten that evening (the place stays open late!)

I get there and there are at least seven other people interviewing. It is a tiny tiny place and the line goes out the door late at night when the bar lets out. I interview with the owner, turn on the Timmy Wood charm and sure enough she gives me a call later saying I got the job and I would start on Wednesday.

Tea Aye Are Ee Dee

I am tired. This job hunt is killing me.
I  have been what I call “resume bombing” restaurants and bars all over NYC. Everywhere I go I get the same response “Well this is a good time because the holidays will be here soon.” If it is such a good time how come none of y’all have called me back! I checked my number on the resume to make sure it was the right one.
I have become incredibly aggressive about it too. I got word through the grape vine that a restaurant in the Hells Kitchen area was looking for employees. I also found out that the manager/owner would be there around 5:30. I staked the place out. I had already dropped my resume off there a couple of weeks earlier so I knew where it was. They only seem to hire pretty gay boys, I’m pretty boy and can fey it up if I have too. So I went in and talked to the hostess.

It’s been a week.

Ok where to begin.

So, first off I moved to New York City. Yeah, I did it. I am here now. Now I am job hunting. I decided to go back to the restaurant business. Everyday I have been walking through New York, visiting restaurants, talking with managers and dropping off my resume. I have been hitting all the areas.

The other day I totally hit the Chelsea area of town. A lot of the restaurants were pretty gay friendly, those were the ones I had the most success with. I dropped my resume off and as I was leaving I heard the bartender tell the manager.
“Fire Jared and hire that guy!”
I am straight as an arrow but they don’t need to know that until after they hire me.
Today, I was in the Tribeca area looking at restaurants. One I came in and the guy I talked said
“Hold on, let me call my manager.”
dials phone, turns and mumbles something away to the person on the other line.
“Um..Ok let me check.”
Looks me up and down.
“Yeah…uh-uh…yes…(still eying me up and down while I stand there awkwardly) yes..ok”
Hangs up
“We will call you if we need you.”
A couple more places, actually had me sit down and fill out applications, one had a pop quiz on the back. Asking me what different grapes where for a Bordeaux, what “braising” means. Thank god for the G1. I cheated my entire way through it.

I also was walking down the street and saw a pink purse lying in the middle of the sidewalk. I thought that it was weird and kep walking, then I stopped. I went back and picked up the purse and found a cell phone and wallet. I called the most recent number and told her what I had found. I then went and met the woman I talked to, she was a friend of the purse owner, and I delivered it. Later, the purse owner called and thanked me. She said she wanted to thank me in person tomorrow and offered to meet me for coffee. Good deed of the year!

What else..Oh I saw Micheal Showalter on the street and since he’s my favorite member of the State I got a little goosebump.  (Only one goosebump though!) Then he saw me recognize him and basically gave me the “Please please don’t come approach me, I am not in the mood.” I hate doing that anyway so I just kept on walking. I twittered about it and later he replied thanking me.

Despite the fact of not having a job it has been great seeing some old friends who used to live in Houston. Hanging with them has been wonderful reminding me why I missed them so much in the first place.

last but not least. I saw the ASSCAT show on Sunday with Bobby Moynihan. It was great! Also Pat O’Brien was in it and I saw him perform with a troupe called The Reckoning when I visited a Chicago a couple of weeks back. He was one the best improvisers I had seen then and still is. It was a fantastic show. Seeing the Asscat show reminded me why I moved to New York in the first place, to pursue comedy both in writing and performing. I gotta to get in on those classes at UCB and hit the open mic nights (i’ve only been here a week though so give me a break!)

also since I am a comedy writer it probably would not hurt if my blog was funny too and now just a run down of what I did that week. Alright, alright the next one will have at least some jokes in it.

It’s been so long it feels like the first time.

I just looked at the date of the last time I wrote anything here at the old blog. What happened to my life when I once I had a livejournal and updated that things sometimes multiple times a day.  Whether it was a story from that day or just a joke I was constant on that thing. I was also young and stupid and said a lot of young and stupid things. That’s why I am not giving out the web link for it.

I am busy now. Which is a good thing. The moments I do get to write I apply to other projects that require a bit more priority then the blog does. Yet Thetimmywoodblog will again suffer as I say another promise that I will try and update you more often.  I will probably get distracted and forget but in this moment I am sincere to you weblog. I really will try.

Whatever nobody reads this anyway. Well Paul does. And hes a jerk. I kid Paul.

By the way I wish to clarify that is directed towards Salazar not  Montgomery. Although I don’t think the latter reads this anyway. Proof me wrong Philly boy!

You’re Gonna Make It After All.

So in the next couple weeks I will have started a brand new job and will be getting a new place to live. It’s like I am on the first episode of the Mary Tyler Moore Show.

But I thought you were looking for a place to live by yourself  Timmy. That way you could become a hermit and shun everyone away just like your heroes Ernest Hemingway, Alan Moore, and Treat Williams.
I know. I know. But I wasn’t really finding a place and it was getting harder and harder to look with all these projects coming together like they have. A friend called me. She said that her roommate was moving out and she lived in a condo with her sister and they needed someone pretty quickly. I told her that I was looking for my own place but I would come by and look at it. I did and it had too many things going for it.
1. Down the street from my new job. I could bike there if I wanted.
2. A little fenced patio area that is perfect for Hobbes.
3. They don’t mind that I have a puppy. In fact they seem excited by it.
4. Super big condo. Looks great and amazing cheap rent.

So despite my attempts to become a hermit I was thwarted and had to take it. I move in on Sunday.

Well that sounds just grand Timmy. You got a new job? What happened to Starbucks?
Starbucks was fun. Flexible schedule. Benefits for part time employees. Free Coffee. And probably the best looking customers in the world (all ages. I am not joking there are some MILFs, GMILFs, in fact some just plain old ILFs.) But my body yearns for a set nine to five schedule. And getting to work ar 4 in the morning, while it can be fun, really has taken it’s toll on me. I will be working at an Interior Design Showroom and it looks so much more laid back then Starbucks was. I am looking forward to it.

That’s all for now. By the way I love crappy 90′s pop music. I know how bad it is but I love it.