Looks like it’s been a while since I’ve brought my arse over here. My bad, I know. I’m working on it. Just don’t give up on me yet. It’s been pretty busy (or bizzy, if you wish) in the BeezHive (or my apartment, as you call it).
Well, last week was the end of my job for the season, preparing taxes. I worked until I couldn’t on the 15th, and on the 16th, began my full time job of searching for a full time job, yet again. This is, what, the 4th job I’ve had in the 7 months since graduation (including the stint working days at McSandwich Shop and overnights at McArches simultaneously for minumum wage, which still wasn’t enough to get on with life)? It would be nice to land that one big break, that one job that will keep me outta my current state of “broke-dom”… to be quite honest, I feel like the middle child of experience when applying for jobs- I’ve been working since I was 16, so I have a bunch of experience in the service/food/cashier line of things, but as soon as you see a BS attached on the resume, they say, “hmm, too much experience for this, but not enough for that.” My question is how do they expect you to get experience if no one takes the bait? The only other thing I could think of doing would be to omit my degree from my resume, but I feel like I’ve worked to hard over the blood, sweat, and years to get it, and I’d be doing a great disservice to mysef to undercut my ability.
All the while, though, I stay optimistic. I applied my first time ever for unemployment, and I’ll be receiving a whopping 93 bucks a week, which only emphasizes my need to get out of this. Coupled with my free time, I guess I’ll be doing more volunteering at the church and babysitting- the kiddies keep me sane, I suppose. Their ability to smile and hold on, knowing someone always has their back reminds me of those that have mine. I could stand to take the Infant CPR course finally, too. I’d hate to actually have a need for it and can only ask the baby “are you choking?” 😛
For now, that’ll be it. I promise to update more about how things are going, and as always, I’ll smile through the rain. When it’s over, there’s always something better.