This post was from my MySpace blog.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Don’t even ask...
Current mood: annoyed
Category: Jobs, Work, Careers
Please do not ask me about my job search, either in person or by e-mail or phone. I don't really want to talk about it until I have something good to say. Right now, I think I'm re-tailoring my skills for a different type of field, but I don't even know if that's the right way to go anymore. And yes, Eitan is in day care while I look, in order to keep my schedule open for interviews (whenever those tend to occur). While it would be nice to have him home with me, he loves it at day care and stays out of trouble that way. He usually has a way more productive day than I do. :P
Anyway, thanks for respecting my wishes.
Follow up: I sometimes think about what place I was in my life when I wrote this post because of the job search frustrations of others. Those frustrations bring me back to this time when I remember being so completely frustrated with my job search. I remember writing this post shortly after talking to some people from my shul at a Hanukkah event. I felt like they were judging me for not only being unemployed but also for not knowing exactly what I wanted to do. I just knew that I wasn't motivated and my husband was trying to help me get into a different field that didn't feel right for me. I felt like I was lying by even saying that was the field I was going into. It was a really uncomfortable position in which to be. I had been searching for 7 months with nothing to show for my efforts (except for the one offer that was rescinded because of my Shabbat and holiday observance). It didn't matter to me that my husband had a job because the cost of living in NJ was high and it was pertinent that we both had jobs in order to stay afloat. I also felt that it was something personal and constantly wondered what I was doing wrong on my resume or during interviews.
I landed the part-time medical billing job less than two months later. I had reached a point by then where I was a month away from giving birth and needed something flexible that didn't require a lot of travel. While I was happy about this job, I still got the impression that people thought I wasn't pulling my weight in the home. I'm sorry, but they weren't the ones taking care of my kids and getting all the household chores and errands done. There wasn't enough time in the day and I appreciated the time flexibility the job afforded me. I ended up enjoying my job, even though the work itself was mundane. I knew that what I was doing was important for the business to run smoothly and my bosses respected me in ways no other boss had respected me before. It motivated me to work harder and know that even if my job was seen as "minor," I was contributing to the greater good. Thankfully, that job was all I needed to launch myself into my current job after we moved. It showed that I had recent work experience and I received a great reference from my boss.
In any case, I just wanted to use my blog from late 2007 to show that I did reach a point in my life where I thought I had hit rock bottom career-wise. I'm thankful that people took a chance on me and that I took a chance on them in turn.