Showing posts with label unemployment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label unemployment. Show all posts

Thursday, January 17, 2013

The Waiting Game

The Waiting Game

The on-going, dissatisfying, and apparently never-ending job search continues. I continue to go through the painful process of writing dozens of cover letters a day combined with the most ridiculous and inefficient application forms in the world. I completely understand the need to have resumes--documents that highlight your entire life's work in one page(or at least the important crap--everything else is apparently futile). And I understand cover letters to some extent because they allow you to elaborate a little more on why you would be a good fit for the job(and prove that you actually read a little bit about the company).

But I will never understand the purpose of these long, eleven-page applications that ask you overly redundant questions already answered in your resume and/or cover letter about your past five jobs, three work references, your college education, your high school education, your middle school education, your GPAs, your race and ethnicity, what makes you smart and quirky, why you're a team player, how many games of Scrabble have you played in your life, etc. It's just frustrating to spend hours explaining how going to a liberal arts college and writing poetry under a tree(which is what my brother's high school college advisor said about liberal arts and what many employers might think of  me) puts you ahead of the pack--the least they can do is send you a simple rejection e-mail.

As disappointing as a college grad's job search can be, every now and then, a silver lining does sneak its way into one's inbox every now and then. One of the companies I was very excited about applying to sent me the following email to help me keep my chin up a bit.

Dear Mr. Utermohlen,
Thank you for your interest in _____.
We have carefully reviewed your qualifications. Although we would like to represent you at this time, based on our clients' needs, we are only able to pursue senior talent that can demonstrate several years of professional creative or production expertise.
You are certainly off to a great start in the creative industry. We would like to encourage you to consider _____ again when you have had the opportunity to further develop your work experience. Good luck in your future endeavors and we wish you great success.
Best regards,
_____

As much as it stings to get rejected, kind words do have the power of easing the pain every now and then, and it can give someone the necessary boost to keep from giving up. And who knows, maybe one day you won't get rejected.

The Other Waiting Game

Although waiting usually sucks, it can be exciting. Really exciting. I completely finished applying to eight grad schools with the intent of pursuing an MFA in Creative Writing several times because of application items I kept forgetting. But I didn't mind those applications at all, and I am not nearly as frustrated about this waiting game than the job one. However, I am much more anxious about it. I am terrified to hear whether or not I get into at least one school(which would be pretty good considering that most top schools only accept 1-3% of its applicants--getting into an MFA program is harder than getting into law school). Besides, having the Masters degree would make the job search a lot less frustrating. Seeing as how the MFA is the terminal degree for Creative Writing, I might actually get a job three short years from now.

Just like the e-mail from the "job" section of this post put a smile in my face, so did a Facebook message I got from a friend recently. For my last piece, I talked about a memory I had of my childhood where all I dreamed about was dunking. As a way of both continuing his neverending productivity and inspiring me to continue writing creatively, my friend and brilliant graphic designer Hector Abreu created the following illustration based off of my post:


Needless to say, it's one of the coolest most uplifting things I've seen in a while. And just like I dreamt of dunking as a kid, I continue to dream about joining the professional world of the written word.

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Still Unemployed

So I decided to start a blog to deal with the somewhat mundane and boring life of a post-college lifestyle without a job, but I don't have much to complain about. I haven't exactly been vegetating in my couch for months upon end the way many college graduates do upon entering the ever-dreaded "real world", but I haven't exactly figured out any long term plans yet.

I'm not gonna lie, I had a kick-ass summer. I had an enjoyable part-time job, ate a lot of wings, drank a lot of booze, and basically partied with my Gburg friends on a regular basis. It was sort of like a last hurrah, encapsulating my entire college career in a very brief three-month period of reckless shenanigans. But it was still different.

Although I was still coasting through the carefree rides of a college playground, I was facing a dead end after that. Whereas many of my buddies had a sweet entry-level job, a PhD within sight, or even a year or two of college left, all I had was rejection upon rejection after hundreds of job applications and somewhat ambiguous plans for starting grad school on September 2013. Although I am now pretty much at that stage, with the exception of being around Gettysburg for a little longer and the new GREs under my belt, it all seems like an uphill battle from here on.

To quote a classic cliche, this period of stasis is both a gift and a curse for recent college grads like myself. On the one hand, it feels like this is the only moment in life where I can take a break from literally everything: no school, no work, no Greek life, no stress. My appreciation for life has never been greater than now, with this much freedom, and I doubt it ever will be again. Yet there is still the fear of uncertainty that continues to drag me down and linger on. The same fear of failure that existed when filling out college applications, taking exams and anticipating graduation are still very much alive. Even with this post, the ambiguity that exists within me right now is hard to explain or define, which is why I'll end this on an abrupt note. Until next time, when things are hopefully clearer than now, early September 2012, three and a half months after living my first twenty-one plus years in a world of structure.