Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Finding a job
I have never had so much frustration in finding a job as right now.
My first job was as a cashier at "I Got it at Gary's," a store like Walgreens, but bigger. I worked there in high school to earn money for my trip to Europe. Once I earned what I needed, I quit.
I believe my second job was my campus events job in college. Then a cashier at The Green Baron, a garden supply place. Then JC Penney, working in the stockroom.
Then back to college in campus events. Then a summer job teaching at science camp. Then I worked for my dad. [That was a hard job to get. ;) Didn't even have to fill out a stupid application.] Then my professional job of teaching science.
All during this time I did babysitting jobs.
I don't recall having any trouble getting these jobs. I found the ad, applied and was hired.
Then on August 1, 2004, I started my all time best, most fulling, hardest, super fun, most frustrating, keep me guessing job of my life. I became a mom. And then again on November 17, 2006.
There are no words to really describe being a mom, because there are so many feelings and emotions rolled into that one.
Aaahhhh. Hmmm.
Okay, now back to the paycheck job issue. In the last year, I have filled out so many applications, I can't even count how many. I detest filling out applications. Personally, I think there should be a form application that all employers are to use. Because, really they all ask for the same basic information: Name and address, school history, work history, references. Why must I fill out a new application each time? I say, there should be one application to be filled out on the computer and then print it for each job to which I want to apply. Then if they want more information, I can fill out something else.
Sometimes I even have filled out multiple applications, each asking for basically the same information. All this for one position. Very annoying.
I hear from people. I have interviews. And then nothing. No word back. Not. A. Word.
I have had people reach out to me to work for them. A few emails back and forth, a phone conversation, and then nothing, One lady even stood me up on the meeting we were to have. I went to her house, and nobody was home. I haven't heard from her. Not a word of apology.
It's frustrating and discouraging. And I know I am not the only one.
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