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It's Like Tryin' to Win the Lottery

I'm losing my job. The job that I've had on and off for a total of 12 years. I haven't been officially told yet, but I'm fairly certain. I can feel it. There's been too many closed door meetings and rumors goin' around.




That also means that I'm about to join the thousands upon thousands of people that have felt the crush of the economy. I'm also joining those thousands of people in the hopeless search for new employment. People have just as good of a chance at winning the lottery as they have in finding a job nowadays.





Every now and again, I'll look for a new job. Not hardcore nose to every job site there is kinda lookin', just the I'd like a change kinda lookin'. I've always wanted a job that's closer to home, that I can wear jeans and a t-shirt to and I can have purple hair if I want....oh, and that pays the same as my current job. So far, that job doesn't exist....at least not in the field I'm lookin' in and with the job experience I have. Anyways, this whole lookin' for a job because my livelihood depends on it is new to me. Last time I had to do this, I went to the Quick Trip and bought a Sunday paper to look for a job. That's when ALL the new available jobs came out.....Sundays. I guess with this new fandangled thing called the internet, jobs are posted all day everyday....and there ain't much of 'em. And the ones that are there?!?!? Yeah....I'm not billengual, I don't have a degree in business, and the one's that are requiring a business degree are startin' out at $10 an hour! Wow.....I'm fucked.


Where my life could possibly be heading in the next upcoming weeks is really, really scary. I've worked my ass off to be where I am now. I don't and haven't had creditors callin' and knockin' on my door in like 11 kazillion-billion years. That was such a low point in my life and I ain't goin' back.


Guess I'll just have to stand in line and play the lottery like everyone else......and hope I don't go postal in the meantime.

Comments

well, lets hope for the best... maybe you wont be out of a job! In the meantime, I will let you know if I hear of anything, but you're right, most jobs are starting out at $10/hr. no matter what it is or how qualified you are. Also, be sure to make a profile on LinkdIn.. its a great source for networking for jobs.
Lori said…
Honestly, when I was job hunting the ONLY interviews I got were from friends of friends referrals. Be vocal like you are now and let EVERYONE know you are looking. I did land a sweet job with lots of benefits and more dollars than before, so it can happen.
Thanks y'all! I'm hoping for the best but expecting the worst. Waiting to be told is the worst part.
Unknown said…
I've been actively trying to leave my job for like 3 months now. Nose to grindstone, 10 - 15 applications a week. And man I tell you it is UNrewarding. It is like firing rockets into space and just hoping they hit something. But optimism. I know it sucks being optimistic sometimes. But I am really trying this. I think you should to. If they cut your string, just come back bigger and stronger. Motivationalish I know but why not? WHY NOT?!

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