Job Searching…sucks
Okay, so I’ve been fairly consistently job searching for two weeks now (give or take those times when I sat in front of the TV and watched episode after episode of House, M.D.). Now why, you may ask, did I spend so much time in front of the TV and not on the computer Googling anyone within a fifty-mile radius who was hiring?
Well, for one thing, it would be silly to apply to every open position available. I’m all for expanding your horizons, but no one is going to take this little girl with her degree in Creative Writing and put her on the maintenance line at a Ford factory—it’s just not going to happen. I don’t want them and they REALLY don’t want little old me.
I’m told by everyone—and I mean EVERYONE—that they know a guy who knows a guy who might be thinking about hiring someone with my skill set, sometime in the near future. Probably.
Why is it that once you graduate, everyone is suddenly offering to take you on whenever they can? Regardless of what I know how to do and what I would like to do, they offer.
Don’t get me wrong—I’m immensely grateful that people take the time to take an interest in me and that they see any potential at all (I’m so grateful—college wasn’t worth nothing after all!). I just wish that more of them had something to offer that came straight out of my dreams—like an old friend who is looking for an assistant editor at a publishing house, or a typist job that pays twenty bucks an hour (a girl can dream, right?). Experience or money—I may not get both, but at least one would be nice!
I’ve applied to the Barnes and Noble near my house. When I tell people, and they see my excitement at the prospect of working there, they grimace and manage to utter “Ugh—sales?” I guess they think it’s beneath me to work in sales after spending all that time and money on a degree, but—honestly—I would love to work there and just be around the books. I would be a waitress suggesting tasty titles of up and coming novels by new writers while putting in a plug for my favorite classics (Holla at Jane Eyre and The Great Gatsby!). Just think of it: I would smile and the customer would trust my judgment; she would ask about the Daily Special and I would reply “Today? To Kill a Mockingbird—enjoy!”
Am I weird? That scenario sounds divine.
In the meantime, I’m temping at a Law Office (I’ve worked here before. The people are great and though the work is tedious, I don’t seem to mind it very much) and continuing my quest for a permanent job on a few websites. Here are some that I’ve tried so far:
LDSjobs.com
Google.com (hooray! What would I do without you?)
Bookjobs.com
So let me know what you think—what are your thoughts on job searching? What has worked for you? What hasn’t worked? What would you suggest to an already-jaded-nearly-twenty-two-year-old? Let a girl know!
TGWLAE
Okay, so I’ve been fairly consistently job searching for two weeks now (give or take those times when I sat in front of the TV and watched episode after episode of House, M.D.). Now why, you may ask, did I spend so much time in front of the TV and not on the computer Googling anyone within a fifty-mile radius who was hiring?
Well, for one thing, it would be silly to apply to every open position available. I’m all for expanding your horizons, but no one is going to take this little girl with her degree in Creative Writing and put her on the maintenance line at a Ford factory—it’s just not going to happen. I don’t want them and they REALLY don’t want little old me.
I’m told by everyone—and I mean EVERYONE—that they know a guy who knows a guy who might be thinking about hiring someone with my skill set, sometime in the near future. Probably.
Why is it that once you graduate, everyone is suddenly offering to take you on whenever they can? Regardless of what I know how to do and what I would like to do, they offer.
Don’t get me wrong—I’m immensely grateful that people take the time to take an interest in me and that they see any potential at all (I’m so grateful—college wasn’t worth nothing after all!). I just wish that more of them had something to offer that came straight out of my dreams—like an old friend who is looking for an assistant editor at a publishing house, or a typist job that pays twenty bucks an hour (a girl can dream, right?). Experience or money—I may not get both, but at least one would be nice!
I’ve applied to the Barnes and Noble near my house. When I tell people, and they see my excitement at the prospect of working there, they grimace and manage to utter “Ugh—sales?” I guess they think it’s beneath me to work in sales after spending all that time and money on a degree, but—honestly—I would love to work there and just be around the books. I would be a waitress suggesting tasty titles of up and coming novels by new writers while putting in a plug for my favorite classics (Holla at Jane Eyre and The Great Gatsby!). Just think of it: I would smile and the customer would trust my judgment; she would ask about the Daily Special and I would reply “Today? To Kill a Mockingbird—enjoy!”
Am I weird? That scenario sounds divine.
In the meantime, I’m temping at a Law Office (I’ve worked here before. The people are great and though the work is tedious, I don’t seem to mind it very much) and continuing my quest for a permanent job on a few websites. Here are some that I’ve tried so far:
LDSjobs.com
Google.com (hooray! What would I do without you?)
Bookjobs.com
So let me know what you think—what are your thoughts on job searching? What has worked for you? What hasn’t worked? What would you suggest to an already-jaded-nearly-twenty-two-year-old? Let a girl know!
TGWLAE