Summer Job Hunt

I don't know about you, but it's still hard for me to find a job that I enjoy (or at least a job I won't drag my feet to go to). Yes, we can chalk it up to the economy. The large number of insecure baby boomers who won't retire. The lack of good jobs available. A lack of social connections (since most of us know that it is not what you know, it is who you know that will hire you.)

So armed with these facts and my brand new Honours Bachelor, I am still at zlitch, nada on the job offers. What's worse, the retail job where I have been (internally) saying: Oh I am so over qualified for this, Oh I don't have to take that from you since I can do better than $11 an hour. Those thoughts are sinking in and biting me back in the back. In total, I have handed out 8+7+2 resumes and in my desperation, even joined AVON briefly in a hope of some smigget of change. Result: One call back for retail/ marketing job to peddle +$85 knives at people's houses. What was that line: Just when I try to get out, they pull me back in again.

I'm tired. Really getting the sinking feeling. The bright side is that I am not in debt, I am not a spendthrift that will have creditors knocking down the doors after a shopping spree. No, I am the saver. The person who watches all the dimes and pennies in hopes of moving up (that masters in Library studies). The problem? Physically, this job eats away at me knees (patella femoral syndrome). The problem with the job is not the money. I would gladly switch jobs for the same pay, but the number of times I have seen someone chewed out, the number of times I have seen stupid acts ignored because of who did it, the number of he said-she said incidents. I tires me. It eats away at me. It makes me hallucinate during work, shouting: I quit! Leave me alone. And it's sad. At this point, I am worried at the psychological more than the physical. I'm afraid I will pick something that is worse.

Well those are my thoughts. I'm hoping this is not the feeling for most people (if any) who are reading this. But if you are (or did) your response to this message/ monologue in the dark would be deeply appreciated. How will/do/did you cope right after school? (take a few random jobs, go back to school, vacation/ backpack in Europe) What did you do to cure/suspend the bad job blues? I wouldn't mind hearing a few happy ending stories at this point.

Thanks for reading, Claire.