Let's be blatantly honest job hunting sucks. And if anyone ever tells you other wise you should de-friend them, de-pinterest them and de-tweet them (or whatever you do on twitter). Job hunting is like online dating at first you have so much hope for all these awesome opportunities that are going to come your way! And then IT begins.
The application is way too long and asks very in dept and confusing questions and you feel more clueless and insure than when you started. If it's online you have to take a math test, or a how happy are you questionnaire or watch a badly pixeled computer character talk to you about what it means to be in a team environment. After filling out you application you do the creep. Putting on "casual clothes" that really means, I took half an hour to pick out this outfit and I'm praying to god that my pants are just the right ratio of tight to classy, and handing in your application. This usually takes less than one minute of you giving you application to some insignificant drown but in the back of your mind you're like maybe, maybe this drown is secretly in charge and this is one of those Undercover Boss shows. It never is but good job on the outfit plus you got to scope out the place. Them comes the waiting.
And waiting
And waiting.
Until you are such a basket of nerves and wonder. Why didn't they call? Did I do somethings wrong? Maybe they wanted someone prettier me? Or someone with more experience? Or maybe they just didn't like me.
And so you take the plunge. You call them and most of the time they answer with. "Oh I don't think they are looking at the applications until next week."
(Insert your own idea of a pissed off smiley face here.)
And so the process begins again. And again. And again.
And that's not even the interview process so hang on and prepare to get whip lashed because..
The application is way too long and asks very in dept and confusing questions and you feel more clueless and insure than when you started. If it's online you have to take a math test, or a how happy are you questionnaire or watch a badly pixeled computer character talk to you about what it means to be in a team environment. After filling out you application you do the creep. Putting on "casual clothes" that really means, I took half an hour to pick out this outfit and I'm praying to god that my pants are just the right ratio of tight to classy, and handing in your application. This usually takes less than one minute of you giving you application to some insignificant drown but in the back of your mind you're like maybe, maybe this drown is secretly in charge and this is one of those Undercover Boss shows. It never is but good job on the outfit plus you got to scope out the place. Them comes the waiting.
And waiting
And waiting.
Until you are such a basket of nerves and wonder. Why didn't they call? Did I do somethings wrong? Maybe they wanted someone prettier me? Or someone with more experience? Or maybe they just didn't like me.
And so you take the plunge. You call them and most of the time they answer with. "Oh I don't think they are looking at the applications until next week."
(Insert your own idea of a pissed off smiley face here.)
And so the process begins again. And again. And again.
And that's not even the interview process so hang on and prepare to get whip lashed because..
Job hunting is like...
being a deer prancing though the forest and then bam shot with an arrow.
AKA You go about your mildly, happy day only to open you e-mail and bam rejection letter and by an automated computer source not even the manger!
a fat girl sitting in the corner at her high school dance.
AKA You are constantly waiting for them to call you but they don't even know you are alive since they haven't even made the time to read your name off of the front page of your application.
being in a Toddlers and Tiaras beauty pageant.
AKA Your mom told you to apply, saying that it would be a good opportunity but you just feel like an imposter.
So I say good luck to every job hunter out there because you are going to need it.
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