The Semester is Over - Ep: 21

Lizzie: Hey internet! Wow, once again, I apologize for my little sister.
Really? A haul video? Who does that?
Let's not encourage her.
I don't know what happened.
She must have blackmail material on Charlotte or something.
I couldn't blog because I had this huge final project due for my practicum and social media seminar.
And, well...you really don't care.
Although, it is kind of ironic, if you think about it.
Anyway, long story short. Too late!
My name is Lizzie Bennet and this semester is OVER!
Written by: Margaret Dunlap
*Party noise maker*
Hooray!!!
But don't worry, this is not the end of my video blog.
Because, Charlotte, sneaky little thing that she is, has a plan.
VidCon is only about a week away, and since we have viewers...
uh, a mind-boggling number of viewers actually,
which is amazing.
But also, a little scary.
Charlotte wants to try and use the convention as a way to network and maybe create some professional opportunities.
Charlotte: Don't say that. You make it sound totally calculating.
Like I'm only doing this as a resume builder.
Lizzie: Well, if someone offered you a job that, you know, paid,
would you turn it down?
Charlotte: Probably not. But I wouldn't stop working on these video diaries.
I like our viewers. It's a nice little community.
Besides, what I'm hoping is that someone might pay us to keep doing this.
Lizzie: Oooo! Does that mean we go all Hollywood?
Charlotte: It might mean we can move out of our parents' houses.
Lizzie: We could do that right now! If we didn't mind living in a refrigerator box.
Charlotte: Please! We could totally afford two refrigerator boxes.
Lizzie: You wouldn't want to share a refrigerator box with me? I am hurt.
Charlotte: It's only because you snore.
Lizzie: I do not!
Charlotte: The people need to know.
Lizzie: So what am I going to do with myself now that classes have finished for the summer?
Because I spend so much time on this video blog talking about school...
Well, in light of current circumstances, and because, well,
I'm not an idiot. I'm trying to get a job.
Yeah, my current job of trying to keep my mother's head from exploding!
I apologize in advance for how much I'm going to complain about this because
I HATE job interviews.
Charlotte: Poor baby.
Lizzie: In the twenty seconds it takes for me to walk in and say, "Hi, my name is Lizzie Bennet."
They've already decided whether they're going to hire me or not.
It's the most high pressure first impression ever.
Charlotte: Higher pressure than dating?
Lizzie: It's way worse than dating. What you think of them doesn't even matter.
They take their pick and you're it, or you're not.
Charlotte: So, it's like how your mother thinks dating works?
Lizzie: And a decent job is almost as hard to find as a decent guy.
Charlotte: You always were picky.
Lizzie: Hey, I'm not saying my job has to be saving the world or anything,
but you know, I'd like to at least not make the planet or the culture worse.
Charlotte: And what if fat people on skinny island offered you crazy money to hold people up to public humiliation on national television?
You'd turn them down?
Lizzie: Yeah, I would.
Charlotte: Even if taking the job meant you could save the house
and you could give away huge amounts of your crazy money to charity?
Lizzie: It's so easy to do something for the money and say that you're going to do good later,
and then never get around to doing any good.
Instead of getting rich so I can save the world, I'd like to find someone who's already rich who can pay me to save it for them.
So that's my plan!
Charlotte: I thought you said you didn't need to save the world.
Lizzie: Uh, well, I don't.
I would totally settle for changing the culture.
Charlotte: Yeah...and how much time and energy do you spend worrying about your sister's love life again?
Lizzie: Anyway! Tune in next time when,
when huh...
Charlotte: When??
Lizzie: When I'll probably be worrying about my sister's love life.
Transcribed by Sarah Glen, Edited by Taylor Brogan