Showing posts with label job search. Show all posts
Showing posts with label job search. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Untried Job Search Strategies


The Disclaimer: There’s a heavy dose of honesty here. Live with it.


I've been out of work now for a long time. Too long. And the unemployment has come with a supersized order of rejection, big enough to clog anybody’s emotional arteries.

I’ve been advised to think positively (that’s another blog for another day). But after almost a year of unemployment and daily job searching, I think even the most unnaturally cheery of souls would have just a little trouble keeping the chin up all the time.

Yes, I admit I get down. Way down. I maintain that that’s only natural, given the circumstances, and I refuse to feel bad about feeling bad.

I’ve done more than I’ve ever done in a job search, and done it better than I’ve ever done it. I’ve taken classes at the workforce center. I’ve brushed up on my computer skills and become more active in social media. I’ve left my introverted comfort zone and gone to networking events and spoken with strangers. I’ve made wonderful gains in all of this, but still failed to gain a job.

There must be something I haven’t tried. How about these ideas:

Message in a bottle
Here’s the idea: I put my resume and a desperate note asking for help (aka a cover letter) in a glass bottle and set it afloat, hoping someone will eventually pick it up, read it and rescue me. The only problem: I live in a landlocked state. Besides, it feels a lot like responding to online job postings. Say, would a message in a bottle count as a job contact on my unemployment log?

Skywriting
I hire a skywriter to fly over the city and spell out the url to my LinkedIn profile. Surely some hiring manager will look up. The obstacle: I don’t think I can afford it. It probably costs as much as six months of COBRA premiums, and I can hardly afford one of those every month. Besides, does anyone actually do skywriting anymore?

Time travel
With a time machine and the right crystals, I could go back in time and find a suitable job. I could go back to, say, the prosperity of the 1950s. But, I’m a nonsmoker and hate to suffer all that smoking in the office. The 40s? I could learn to rivet. Or I could be a Renaissance artist’s model. I’ve got the hips for it.

Advertising that gets noticed
I find an elephant, paint my face, contact info and a QR code on the side of it, and parade it around town. I would just need a giant poop scooper.

Career change
I learn how to juggle fire and switch careers. But I’ll bet you anything that as soon as I learn fire juggling, the fire juggler job postings will also require aerial gymnastics, sword swallowing and accounts receivable experience.

Humor
I keep doing what I’m doing, keep trying new things and improving my skills, and try to laugh about it. After all, I’ve found a few ways to channel my frustrations and my creative energy. I haven’t given up yet!

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Unconnected

The disclaimer: This blog is most decidedly colored by the mental state one can get into when one is unemployed.
I believe I’m not the first to suggest that this globally connected world is not so connected. We are losing sight of each other.
When we drive, all that metal and rubber between us makes it easy to lose sight of the fact that all the cars around us contain at least one human being each. The enclosure of the car is isolating. We get mad at others for their driving habits, and since we see ourselves as “alone,” we do and say things we wouldn’t if we were face to face with each other. We yell obscenities, call people names and make gestures. Some people feel so alone in their cars, they get dressed or undressed.
Online, we chat with each other, “connect” with each other on social media, tweet at each other, but it’s easy to lose sight of the fact that there is a live person on the other side. For instance, I’m sitting here totally alone, posting some ramblings where others will be able to read them. I have to stop to think about the handful of real people who may actually read this [Hi, friends!].
In the modern job search, something I’ve been muddling through, job seekers send letters and resumes to what is now commonly called the “black hole.” Online applications systems make it easy for companies to accept resumes and easy for applicants to submit. But frequently, there’s no actual connection made between people -- sometimes a computer reads the application and decides that it is not worthy of sending on to a human.
The answer in this last example is to network. Maybe I can meet somebody online….