I’m no longer counting days of unemployment. Way too discouraging. It’s a full time job finding a job. “How can this much effort net little return??” Turn on the T.V. or read the news. You’ll find there is somewhere in the neighbourhood of ONE MILLION people unemployed in Ontario RIGHT NOW! It’s scary to think about the whole picture. Of course those statistics don’t include the Homeless population. Did you know that our statistics for unemployment do not include the homeless? Makes me shiver just thinking about it….
Actually… this makes my problems seem just a little bit more manageable. So….out of sheer desperation/stupidity I will endeavor to utilize my B.L.O.G.! (Which if I was honest I really should have thought of this a month ago.) Oh well…onward bound. LOL!
I’m fairly sure that I’m my only reader…so I will be using my blog as a hub for job hunting in Ontario. Specifically London. Check my progress…..new static pages will be posted with links to job search boards and resources. Possibly a page to help you keep track of where your efforts are being focused and how to keep tabs on your progress.
In the immortal words of a song from the 80′s by a person I don’t remember, “Hang on…help is on it’s way” Music running through my head……
Well the smart ass statement “don’t burn your bridges…” is possibly a lie! The call I received from a previous employer turned out to be another slap in the face! I’m beginning to think companies are no different than people…maybe they are a one celled organism…hmm…..
The call I received was actually from a new “HR” person that I hadn’t met because he was hired not very long ago. During that call I was led to believe that I was hired….start Friday at 5 pm but you have an interview first on Tuesday morning. Shame on me…..I wasn’t prepared to answer “fluffy” questions that to be honest really couldn’t have revealed weather a person is a good employee or not. In fact I found them to be a little too personal for a job interview. Never the less I should have been ready for anything.
I did have a feeling as soon as I sat down that something wasn’t right. Quick look over the resume…no questions asked about previous employment/duties, work environment, etc. The young woman that was leading the interview really wasn’t into it. So…when we were done I asked the question, “Do I start Friday?” “Oh, well….we have had other interviews.” she replies. “We will call by the end of the day.” That was yesterday. SLAP! Seriously…that was just rude and uncalled for. I don’t know what happened but I can tell you I am not very happy. I didn’t call them…they called me. I’m sure there is more to it than what I know but if you want to play politics or whatever the reason play with someone else. Actually…don’t PLAY at all. Treat people fairly and respectfully. After all….there may be more people looking for work than there are jobs….but they are people. Possible business as well. Don’t forget…you too are the face of your business.
This was an experience that I won’t soon forget. Lesson learned.
So here I sit arguing with my Depression. Smacking myself for my lack of foresight. Now what do I do? Keep applying places and wait in terror for my next interview. Win the lottery? HA! Okay…maybe not that last part…but I can dream. I’ve been dealing with my depression for over 30 years and still have a hard time seeing past it. I’m constantly wondering “Am I being too sensitive?”, “Am I good enough?” “What the f*&% is the point?” Is this a “normal” way to feel/act? I don’t know. Do you?
It must be normal to feel bitter. Sometimes it seems like you work your butt off, take chances to improve yourself and your life but still it isn’t enough. Is it just a big lesson? When’s the exam? To be honest I’d like to write it and move on to the next lesson. I hope that it’s about something far more fun and interesting. Do I wish I was kayaking? HELL YES!
BECAUSE one day you will be unemployed and may need to go back! LOL!! I may be fortunate enough to have another job. One of my previous employers heard I was looking for a job and said …..(stroke my ego)… “She’s AWESOME!” Crossing my fingers as to what this will mean but it’s a good start.
I left there because times were getting skinny and they had to cut back hours. I lucked into my dream job at Sandcastle, gave my notice and started my adventure as a new manager. (Well…honestly there was a little more to it….but that obstacle is gone) Again…what’s my point? I actually have one this time. If you do your job, whatever it may be, to the best of your ability you will leave a lasting impression. It’s really not rocket science. During my time as a manager I learned that this lesson is not one that all people are capable of mastering. Enough said!
So….my fiddly, nervous fingers needed something to do! I went back to making my daughter one of these:
It’s a cellphone cozy. I created the prototype myself. So after carefully checking out my daughter’s cell I started a beautiful blue one using Bamboo. Soft!!! But I have ripped it out three times now. ARGH! Don’t you hate those weird type blocks?
Change of scenery so to speak…. thought I could use up the little ball of angora and the little ball of baby alpaca. But what to make with this orgasmic fibre? I have so little…enter THE ROSE:
I can’t wait to put it together….maybe.