The Quest for Employment

As I’m sure many of you have experienced, searching for jobs is a daunting and precarious task. In the past few weeks that I have been looking, I have applied for over twenty jobs, and possibly heard back from… three.

The fact that plenty of potential employers do not even have the courtesy to inform you they don’t want you (or write something diplomatic like “we are sorry, but we have already filled the position”. It’s not that challenging, is it?) is what really grinds my gears.

I heard back from a bar job (not one I was ecstatic about possibly having, but a job is a job) who called to say “are you still interested in working for us?”.

Obviously, I replied with yes (though, I like to think I phrased it to sound a little bit more excited). They then, equally positively, said “great! We’ll call you tomorrow to sort out when you can come in for a trial.”

And guess what? I never heard from them again. I feel as though this sums up most people’s efforts to find a job.

Now, I’m going to be honest, I’m hardly over-qualified. I have limited experience, as travelling is not the best time to launch a career. For someone my age (nineteen), having previous experience in certain areas is extremely unlikely. Actually having your CV (or resumé) chosen to be looked at is equally unlikely. So when potential employers advertise employment saying “experience required” it makes our lives exceedingly difficult.

How I feel most employers really are...

How I feel most employers really are…

I feel as though this is a bit too much of a rant, but truth be told it is the only interesting thing happening in my life right now.

Coming back from travelling and returning home, actively searching for a job (and trying desperately to make sure it is not a job I will detest) is a serious blow to the feeling of “freedom” that I acquired on my Gap Yah (I swear, it sounds wrong to simply say gap year. Though, technically, it wasn’t a gap year… it’s more Gap Yahs than anything).

On the positive side, I do have a job trial tomorrow working as Front of House at a Greek restaurant, so we’ll see how that goes. Luckily, that place did not insist on previous Front of House experience.

Working in a pub sounds like the way forwards to me (I’m not sure if “pub” is a universal term or not… to you Americans, a pub is more or less a bar, but tends to have a very relaxed vibe (obviously where we all speak in our traditional English accents and guffaw at silly things that Americans would find tedious). They also tend to have fireplaces and a low buzz of conversation opposed to LOUD MUSIC). My hope is that when everyone leaves for university, all the jobs shall open up and they’ll have no option but to employ me. Yes, this would be good.

As an end-note, I seem to have delved back into a teenage angst lifestyle and have discovered the delight of Halestorm. Who rock. Thought this would be worth mentioning for no reason. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YGchlqCjj8A

Also, this Tumblr post cheered me up after so many… I was going to call them rejections, but they weren’t even that. They were ignores. Goddamn word-that-doesn’t-exist.

I'm going to try include a Tumblr picture in every post. Because it makes me happy.

I’m going to try include a Tumblr picture in every post. Because it makes me happy.