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Jobhunting Stinks
Jan. 13th, 2004 03:35 pmWell. It's been a while since I've talked with anyone. Not really being anti-social, just... preoccupied. I know, I know; "Why worry when you can pray?" Much easier said than done, of course; I am trying. Also trying to catch up with people now, though, and get back on the path of relative normalcy.
Job-wise, I took a dumb turn. I saw a chance to get away from the fast food nonsense, and took it; seemed like a good idea at the time, but turned out to be worse. The calender is irritating me; I'm going to be 27 this year, and I still haven't accomplished any of what I wanted to do with my life before thirty. Worse, it doesn't look like I'm even on the right track to get there. At the moment, I'm jobless again, still in my parents' house, and having no success with my attempts to get a job in film. I do not want to end up like my uncle, who is very intelligent and got a degree in higher math, yet has only worked jobs like managing a convenience store or driving a semi. Nothing wrong with those jobs by themselves, of course, but I want more out of life than that, and I see settling for that as being rather like slow suicide. I feel like I don't really fit in or belong *anywhere,* and it's driving me crazy.
I've rented a mailbox and gotten a VOIP phone number with a CA area code, and I've been applying for a number of jobs. One looked like a perfect fit, down to the corporate mission statement that meshes with my own mission: making films that don't contain all those offensive elements. No go, though. Irritating woman told me the position had been filled, then turned right around and reposted it on another jobsite. Really ticked me off; makes me want to get a stranglehold on someone and say, "Hire me, you moron; you haven't a clue what you're missing!" But then, that's probably not the bet way to get through to people, unless they've gone and turned into Klingons when I wasn't looking.
One thing that absolutely amazes me is the sheer number of jobhunting websites. Many of the "entertainment" sites require paid membership to access the listings, but most of those have very few listings to worry about. If I could get an interview, I could get a job; I almost never have trouble landing a job once I get the interview. The part I'm not managing at the moment is getting the interview.
I miss school, because at least there, I knew what I had to do next to get to the end. There were a set number of classes we had to take, and the classes had specific requirements. I've figured out what position I want to eventually hold, (which took me a while, so I guess this hiatus in Rocket City wasn't wholly without purpose) but getting there is proving troublesome. I just want *out.* I feel trapped and desperate, I want a way out, and I can't find it.
Now I'm venting. Probably driving you nuts, too.
As for what else I'm up to lately besides searching for a film job; church, little bit of netsurfing, cleaning the house (as of yesterday I'm under contract for $50/week to keep the house clean), trying to make plans with my uncle (different one...I've got nine, after all; I don't count the dead or divorced-my-aunt) to try to start making audio recordings - I have to email him next; and selling merchandise on
CafePress (create an image, they put it on stuff, you get whatever amount you mark it up) through my website.
Anyway, it's getting late and I need to get cleaning, so I'll try to catch up on stuff here later.
Job-wise, I took a dumb turn. I saw a chance to get away from the fast food nonsense, and took it; seemed like a good idea at the time, but turned out to be worse. The calender is irritating me; I'm going to be 27 this year, and I still haven't accomplished any of what I wanted to do with my life before thirty. Worse, it doesn't look like I'm even on the right track to get there. At the moment, I'm jobless again, still in my parents' house, and having no success with my attempts to get a job in film. I do not want to end up like my uncle, who is very intelligent and got a degree in higher math, yet has only worked jobs like managing a convenience store or driving a semi. Nothing wrong with those jobs by themselves, of course, but I want more out of life than that, and I see settling for that as being rather like slow suicide. I feel like I don't really fit in or belong *anywhere,* and it's driving me crazy.
I've rented a mailbox and gotten a VOIP phone number with a CA area code, and I've been applying for a number of jobs. One looked like a perfect fit, down to the corporate mission statement that meshes with my own mission: making films that don't contain all those offensive elements. No go, though. Irritating woman told me the position had been filled, then turned right around and reposted it on another jobsite. Really ticked me off; makes me want to get a stranglehold on someone and say, "Hire me, you moron; you haven't a clue what you're missing!" But then, that's probably not the bet way to get through to people, unless they've gone and turned into Klingons when I wasn't looking.
One thing that absolutely amazes me is the sheer number of jobhunting websites. Many of the "entertainment" sites require paid membership to access the listings, but most of those have very few listings to worry about. If I could get an interview, I could get a job; I almost never have trouble landing a job once I get the interview. The part I'm not managing at the moment is getting the interview.
I miss school, because at least there, I knew what I had to do next to get to the end. There were a set number of classes we had to take, and the classes had specific requirements. I've figured out what position I want to eventually hold, (which took me a while, so I guess this hiatus in Rocket City wasn't wholly without purpose) but getting there is proving troublesome. I just want *out.* I feel trapped and desperate, I want a way out, and I can't find it.
Now I'm venting. Probably driving you nuts, too.
As for what else I'm up to lately besides searching for a film job; church, little bit of netsurfing, cleaning the house (as of yesterday I'm under contract for $50/week to keep the house clean), trying to make plans with my uncle (different one...I've got nine, after all; I don't count the dead or divorced-my-aunt) to try to start making audio recordings - I have to email him next; and selling merchandise on
CafePress (create an image, they put it on stuff, you get whatever amount you mark it up) through my website.
Anyway, it's getting late and I need to get cleaning, so I'll try to catch up on stuff here later.
