I have literally spent all day applying for jobs. I even applied for jobs in Seattle and Vancouver, though I have no idea what I would do if I was asked for an interview. Every time I look at my bank account, I feel a sick desperation come over me. On Monday, I think I'll go ask for applications at places like Pet Smart and Target--part time, of course, so I can find something better.
Or something...
Some days I regret my choice to leave my other place of work--but then I remember how awful I felt going there and how hard it would be to find another job while working there. I am more bummed about the new unemployment rules though--a seven week penalty is stiff enough, but now it's seven weeks AND make seven times what you're previous employer would've paid you. You can't even get welfare, food stamps, or medical aide if you quit your job without 'just cause'.
I understand why the rules are in place--because there's a ton of assholes who are lazy jerkoffs. However, I'd rather have to wait all day in a DHS office and have my situation reviewed accordingly, rather than be damned by a blanket app. of regulations that probably don't even pertain to me.
At least dumpsters on the curb are community property. God bless America, keeping the homeless homeless and the poor even poorer. I can't wait until my car gets re-poed and my cell phone shut off because I can't pay my bill. That'll be great for my job search!
One thing that really irks me about looking for a job in this town is the amount of postings that require someone to speak Spanish. No, these aren't government jobs that deal with immigration either. They're jobs at banks, grocery stores, legal offices, doctors offices, etc. Jobs that I can do, but can't apply for because it's PC to not expect immigrants to speak the local language these days. I won't ever forget the guy who applied at TG and got pissed off because we didn't have anyone who could speak Spanish. He walked out of his interview, vowing that he would never work for a "place like that". LOL Like it was some sort of sin a company in the USA would--gasp--expect the people they do business with to speak English.
WTF is wrong with this country?
Anyway--
When the worries really start to get to me, I find this odd consolation in reminding myself, "There isn't shit I can do about it now." For some reason, that pacifies me and I can happily return to clicking though job listings on the internet.
For awhile, I considered trying out that mystery shopper crap. I discovered that it is actually a legit job, but weeding through the scams and the real stuff is too tedious for even my internet sleuthing skills. Plus, I friggen hate shopping.
That said, I did have an interview yesterday. I always do crappy on interviews. It didn't help that after slogging across the parking lot in 105 degree weather, I looked like a mangled poodle. The lady was really nice, we had a good chat, and when I left she said she would call me on Tuesday. There are three positions open, all of which I'm qualified for, but I'm not getting my hopes up. As much as I know I'd love working at this place, I don't want to be disappointed when I don't receive a call back--or worse, the obligatory "Thanks for applying, but--"
Back to square -10.
*sigh*
Posted by Zoso at July 6, 2007 06:01 PM