It's now 13 weeks without full-time employment for Lissa Cunneen. Last meal eaten before writing this post: pizza. Number of resumes sent out in the last week: nine.
You know what I hate about hope? I’ll tell you what I hate about hope. Hope makes you make little plans. What you will wear on your first day at work. What bus you might take. How excited and relieved your family will be. Ooo! Maybe a celebratory meal at your favorite restaurant! And then you get the e-mail. Another very nice, polite e-mail saying that they are offering the job to someone else and wishing you all the best in your future endeavors. What future endeavors? Sending out resumes? Slinging coffee? Weeping quietly as sleep eludes you?
As you know, readers, I try very hard to maintain a cheerful outlook, because no one likes a whiner, so please forgive my somewhat downcast post this week. I am still working on my card business and am trying to work out a production schedule to build up inventory. I am excited about some new designs and working with another artist, Keely Dolan. I’m also trying to learn some new skills to make myself more marketable. But, sigh, it sometimes seems so pointless. I’m insanely busy, but don’t have much to show for it yet. The trick is to convince myself that I am going forward and am not really just a fluffy hamster running nowhere on my little wheel. Mmmm. Food pellets.
I’ve broadened my job search and am applying at places that I might not have in the past, just because they look interesting. Since the unemployment rate in Washington is now edging toward 10 percent, what could it hurt? Most recently I sent a resume to a pest control company that needs an administrative assistant. In my e-mail I explained that I was uniquely suited to their needs as, in addition to my office management skills, I am not the tiniest bit squeamish when it comes to vermin, having lived with an insect enthusiast for six years, and while I might be sad when a rodent needed killing, it wouldn’t make me jump up on a chair. Indeed, how often does one get the opportunity say something like that when pitching for a job? Seriously, I think I may be on to something!
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