Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Economy, shonomy....

I have had many a discussions with my bff about how I think it is nice to have a specialized field of study when looking for a job. My argument (for lack of a better word since this topic was actually one we did not really stubbornly argue about...surprisingly) was that I am more aware of what jobs I can do and have been trained for specific purposes.

POINT BROKEN DOWN WITH MINIMAL RAMBLING:
I studied Therapeutic Recreation in school. Okay, I did more than just study it...I got a degree in it. Now, I know I am to seek a job as a Recreation Therapist.

Bff studied Communications (I hope that is what she said, but we were at Taco Bell when this discussion was happening so needless to say I was more than slightly distracted). So what does she look for a job in? There are not any listings for a Communicator, at least that I have seen.

THIS IS THE PART I AM A LITTLE BIT WRONG FOR ONCE:
I am having a hell of a time finding a job as a Recreation Therapist! I have applied to many different settings, pulled out all of the stops I can think of to make myself stand out (minus giving lap dances because I do not think my bf would like that), remained persistant, and continue to add on the volume of applications I complete (now somewhere around 9847656373829475 I imagine). But because our field is so small and specialized, I am left out in the cold for the time being. Thank goodness this "cold" I am referring to is actually sunny 100 degree weather with all day to eat, sleep, drink, read, and play on the computer.

Sarah, why don't you look for jobs outside of your specialty and come back to it when something opens?

You don't think I have tried that also? It is truly a sad economy when you are driving around from place to place begging for a job as a CNA (certified nurses assistant=butt wiper). That's right....I am begging to wipe butts and no one wants me to wipe their butt or cannot afford my butt wiping services. Shitty, huh? Pun intended.

UNTIL THEN:
I am loving life, crossing my fingers, and praying the right job will come along soon. At least I finally scored an interview Monday so someone, somewhere actually looked at my application and thinks I could be a worthy human being. And, my bf is very generous to the unemployed chick who won't leave his house. For this, I am grateful.

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