This week in the Covington/Maple Valley Reporter, I repurpose a story from this blog. Because I was sick. And it was late. And I kinda felt a lot like the cat in this one, so dude, I JUST WANTED TO GO TO BED:
Last year, our cat, Algie, became very, very ill. I had a job, and was very, very busy. This year, Al got sick again. I didn’t have a job. And it was all very, very messy. This is what happened:
Winter 2009
Algie: “I feel sick. I will lay here looking pathetic. Or bored. Or annoyed. Guess which.”
Jules: “What’s a matter, kitty?”
Algie: “Woe. Is me. Oh, the woe.”
Jules: “Hm. Maybe it’s something you ate. It sure smells like it.”
Algie: “Hiss” [click for full article]
Last week, I hit job-search bottom and wrote a ranty email directed at pseudo-postings everywhere:
Dear Prospective Employer,
I would like to apply for this position because I actually have the exact skills you’re looking for. You should be aware that I obliterate every goal and every target anyone has ever given me, and I carry extra bottle rockets in my pockets for days when you’ve gotten used to my awesomeness or when the break room runs out of coffee. However, I’m not going to… [click for full article]
Two weeks ago, I went to a Networking event. Where I met tons of people just like me. And not one employer interested in hiring a web/print designer. Yeah. Super productive. AWESOME:
I discussed my frustration at the online application process with a man named Ben, and how I WISHED someone would invent a network like facebook, but for jobs…“You know, 85 percent of jobs really are filled by personal referral. But the hiring manager can’t just fill it that way – so they post the position, get a thousand applications, and then ignore all but the few they already knew they wanted.” [click for full article]
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