Job searching has got to be one of the most depressing things on the Earth. You get your resume all decked out and shiny and spiff up your cover letter so it's just interesting enough without actually showing any personality (as if personality is a bad thing) and then you comb the postings, hoping for something good.
I think job hunting is like fishing. Definitely boring. Definitely a lot of waiting. And sitting. And casting out those lines again and again only to be sitting there alone with nothing to show for it. Am I over qualified? Under qualified? Is my cover letter too dry? Does my resume suck? If only I didn't take all that time to find myself!
Blech. It makes me wanna hurl. Then I get to sit in front of the computer like a Craigslist Troll, updating every 10-20 minutes. Cuz you know those postings (well the good ones anyways) get like 100 responses in the first hour or two. So you gotta be in the first 20 or 30 or your resume will never even get seen.
And of course the one interview I get right away??? Probably only because I sent a picture of myself in a belly dance outfit. Yep. Guess that's the way to get a job these days. Show some skin ladies! And really, I don't even know if I want the job.
I guess that's how fishing works. You put in all the work and finally get a bite... and its a sun shark that you have to toss back. True story. I saw that on the beach in Ventura. Little did I know how much it was going to mirror my life...
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