1 month ago
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
Did you ever have one of those days (or maybe even several "weeks" of one of those days), that leave you wondering which way the wind is blowing, which direction YOU are headed, and how on earth to even take a single step? Well, if you have, then welcome to my world. Since losing my job due to a re-org and subsequent downsizing, I've been dazed and confused. My regular schedule went away somewhere never to be utilized again, and my poor Sweetie has also been sucked into the miasma of my resulting inertia. Job hunting isn't like it was in the old days, when you could just go on downtown and apply for the job of your choice. Job requirements were lenient, and nobody dreamed of fudging their resumes because in fact... who ever asked to see it anyway? Now, for every job opening in the paper, agency or Internet job site, there are hundreds of responses. Perhaps this explains the crushing lack of responses to my hundreds of time-consuming, hand-tailored cover letters and resumes, custom made for each and every application response... sent along down into the yawning black hole of the internet job process. I have received one (yes, you read that right) one courtesy response from a company who had the good work ethic to at least send me a rejection letter.
Truly it is like the salmon must feel as they swim with every inch of their strength up stream only to face a dam which prevents any further progress...
Anyway, life goes on, and so does my search. I've begun to explore non-profit organizations which cater to science, animals, and of course wildlife & birds. I've been told to use networking... easier said than done since I'm not the world's most social gal unless thrust into it with no escape routes. I figured if/when we move to Iceland I'll do well in an egg farm, driving a forklift and conversing with the chickies.