Monster for hire
*based loosely on Shel Silverstein's "For sale."
One Monster for hire! One Monster for hire! One jobless and helpful young Monster for hire! I'm really not budging, so stop judging! Do I hear Monopoly money? Aztec Gold or a few grand? Oh, isn't there , isn't there any one boss who will hire this recently trained and certifiably Masters-gained sobbing and slobbing young Monster for hire?
Ok, so maybe I am wallowing in self pity today...just a little. I sit on the threshold of the final two major projects, the worst and most dreaded of the semester turned in this very morning--to the professor who I have had ALL semester long, who looked at me as though he doesn't even know me, who I hope will also allow his alzheimer's to fog out the memory of my paper and give me an A. And yet, in this almost-merriment of being so close to being finished I feel a little nervous about work and that feeling is heavier than the happiness.
My position at the school library is effectively over on December 20th as I will no longer be a student and my position is based on student-age at the this school, and so I find myself continuing the search for my first "real" job in my field.
I really wasn't kidding in this post, I get around more than a sailor on leave these days when it comes to sending out resumes. I have sent out over 2 dozen resumes in a multitude of states (do you know your state abbreviations?): MI, IL, ID, OR, WA, ME, NH, CT, VT, MA, PA; libraries varying in size from small rural cities and towns to enormous metropolis areas.
I want to be excited about sending out Graduation Announcements and being done with classes--since I have been counting down the days for what seems like ages--but I feel frustrated and undesirable today.
I am not looking for advice, just commiseration.
Comments
So proud of you!!!!
Someone's been watching too much Oprah!!! And actually believing that "following your dreams" will make everything okay in the end?
Life is not fair, good people do not always get what they deserve, and YES, sometimes bad people "win" in the end.
I apologize for the negativity, but pollyannas make me want to puke. It could take you years to find a job where you don't want to kill all of your customers/coworkers. It could take you days. There are no rules. There are no international standards for "fairness in the job market".
B. Anonymous, holy cats...thanks for the "realism." However, I do not need any reflections on how the world is unfair. I gave up my ideal and wonderful "perfect" job a few years ago to come home for school to try and pursue something "more practical," and am still living with that decision. I have busted my ass and done Grad School in ONE YEAR--four consecutive semesters--FULL TIME, while working FULL TIME. My Dad just died, I don't have a job in one week and I have never felt so low, so I think a little Pollyanna is appropriate. I know that life is not fair, it is what it is, but without some optism to balance out the pain, why keep going on?
Maybe you should watch the movie or go hug someone. Why so angry Friend? :)
p.s. just read that poem to bigbro last night.... i like yours better!
p.s. just read that poem to bigbro last night.... i like yours better!
p.s. just read that poem to bigbro last night.... i like yours better!