I'm still working at the canvassing place. They've made me a field manager, apparently by virtue of the fact that I can pull the 11 hour days without a visible nervous breakdown. I like the political organizing, playing with maps and taking out crews. I hate the bullshit. The organization is run by professional fundraisers (mercifully our office isn't doing any of that yet), and the mentality they bring is cut-throat and inhumane. And useless to the task at hand, but it's the only way they know how to do it. So half the office lingers on the verge of being fired over failing to come up with membershipo recruitment quota. Which would be cute if this were a part time gig through college, but most of my coworkers are grown men and women who have dedicated their lives to fighting progressive causes. And need to make rent next month. I don't know what bothers me more, humiliating myself in front of strangers to push my numbers high enough to bail people out, or getting so tired that I just stop caring.
Other than that, things are on track if I wish them to be. Presumably more to come.