So I'm supposed to interview a living church music composer for my theology class. Normally, not a problem--I mean, holy crap, I spend three days a week with two of them, right? No, not right, because (despite what the assignment says) Roman Catholic composers are off limits, and the only ones I know strangely enough happen to be Catholic. I also misread the assignment, and thought the composer had to be from the hymnal that we wrote about in a previous assignment, which in my case was the Trinity Hymnal. Note: only about 15 composers from Trinity Hymnal are still alive, and of them, only 6 are younger than 70.
SO I finally found a composer and made contact through her publisher. I'm supposed to call her tonight at 9, and my stomach is in knots about it. We have a shitload of questions we're supposed to ask, and I'm calling her on her own time to help me do my homework. I hate this! I even typed the questions up and emailed them to her, hoping she'll choose to respond that way and I won't have to talk to her.
I hate cold calling. Which is why I would be a shitty telemarketer.
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