I had an interview today. Wanna know how many people applied?
240
Wanna know how many had phone interviews?
20
Wanna know how many will get face to face interviews?
4
Am I banking on A) getting a face to face or B) getting the job?
No
I am beyond frustrated at this point. I am MISERABLE. However, I don’t want to sell myself short and take a different job just because it is different. I want something that pays ok, is interesting, has room for advancement and is in a somewhat stable field.
The main problem I am running into is that the competition is fierce and many people are willing to work for cheap. Not me friends. Not me.
SIGH…… the right job will come along. Right?
PS- Totally bombed the phone interview. Like in a big way.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
I Facebook at Work
What?
You know you do it too.
Or wish you could.
Now however, I have a predicament. My boss’s 15 year old daughter friend requested me and I accepted.
Why?
How could I not? If I didn’t accept her it would be like wearing a sign around my neck that said
“Hi, I Facebook while at work.”
I do still Facebook while at work; I just have to be very careful.
For example, I try not to update my status while at work.
But if I do accidentally update my status I try not to say: “Work is making me suicidal, does anybody have a Xanax.”
But if I do accidentally say just that then I try to remember to promptly delete it.
But if I forget to delete it and my bosses daughter then asks me what’s wrong I answer something along the lines of:
“Co-worker* blah blah blah, blame blame blame, excuse excuse excuse.”
And if my boss happens to come in the next morning and ask me about it I repeat the story.
And if she gets irritated at co-worker I agree with her.
Then I make a mental note to never update my facebook status while at work again.
But if I forget……….
*I feel bad about throwing co-worker under the bus. (No, I don’t)
You know you do it too.
Or wish you could.
Now however, I have a predicament. My boss’s 15 year old daughter friend requested me and I accepted.
Why?
How could I not? If I didn’t accept her it would be like wearing a sign around my neck that said
“Hi, I Facebook while at work.”
I do still Facebook while at work; I just have to be very careful.
For example, I try not to update my status while at work.
But if I do accidentally update my status I try not to say: “Work is making me suicidal, does anybody have a Xanax.”
But if I do accidentally say just that then I try to remember to promptly delete it.
But if I forget to delete it and my bosses daughter then asks me what’s wrong I answer something along the lines of:
“Co-worker* blah blah blah, blame blame blame, excuse excuse excuse.”
And if my boss happens to come in the next morning and ask me about it I repeat the story.
And if she gets irritated at co-worker I agree with her.
Then I make a mental note to never update my facebook status while at work again.
But if I forget……….
*I feel bad about throwing co-worker under the bus. (No, I don’t)
Monday, April 12, 2010
Welcome
To my semi-successful world.
Some days I feel successful.
Most days not.
Not for lack of trying though, I will give myself that.
The workplace is cruel is it not?
There are days when it will make you feel like you are on top of the world. That you are the smartest, most talented, competent person to ever grace the workforce.
Then without fail, just when you are positive that you, Ms. super employee, have finally found your niche in the working world it tears you down.
You may or may not find yourself crying in the bathroom, wondering how you were able to successfully complete school/training/life etc. when you are obviously such a failure.
Work. Blech.
This blog will detail my struggle in the workplace as I strive to become semi-successful.
Some days I feel successful.
Most days not.
Not for lack of trying though, I will give myself that.
The workplace is cruel is it not?
There are days when it will make you feel like you are on top of the world. That you are the smartest, most talented, competent person to ever grace the workforce.
Then without fail, just when you are positive that you, Ms. super employee, have finally found your niche in the working world it tears you down.
You may or may not find yourself crying in the bathroom, wondering how you were able to successfully complete school/training/life etc. when you are obviously such a failure.
Work. Blech.
This blog will detail my struggle in the workplace as I strive to become semi-successful.
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