I thought I would take a break from the mind-numbing ritual
of applying for about fifty jobs a day, with no results, to blog. At least I feel somewhat productive
when I do this, which is the exact opposite of how I feel typing my personal
details and professional accomplishments into companies’ websites that will
never call me. I know this sounds
a tad pessimistic, but I have been out of work now for six months, and I guess
you could say I am going a bit stir crazy.
Seriously though, where do all the applications go and who
are the people getting these jobs?
I just have no idea. I have
tried every way I know how to prevent my resume from going into the black hole
portal, and never even being given a second glance. If all the “buzz” words aren’t there, it never even makes it
to a recruiter. Is it really
all about knowing someone on the inside?
I guess I could consider throwing myself in front of their cars as they
pull out of the parking lot just to get a minute of their time, or peppering
all entrances to the building with my resume, on pink lilac-scented
posterboard.
When I initially moved here, it was to pursue opportunities
in the music industry. Now that
very little has worked out in that department, I have decided to expand my
search to anything and everything that I might be qualified for. Several jobs that I found recently on
craigslist include a lice removal specialist (training provided), a martial
arts weapon specialist for children, and a behavior interventionist. We’ll see if I get a call back, but I’m
sure you have to have at least 5-10 years of experience for each, and be
willing to work for minimum wage.
If there is anyone in your life who ever has been or is
currently unemployed, be kind to them.
With a time like this come feelings of incompetence, worthlessness and
self-doubt. It is very difficult
to stay motivated to continue the process, and also to remain confident in your
skill set and what you could bring to the table. I’ve read all the self-help articles about how to
successfully push through this time, and maybe it’s just a matter of me getting
off my tush and taking the advice.
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