Archive for the ‘Interviews’ Category
If people’s comments on this blog are any indication (and they are), it’s really rough out there. Really, really rough.
Educated, bright, hard-working, do-everything-right-their-whole-life types are finding themselves out of work. Some for different reasons than others.
Some might be “too smart.”
Some might not have experience (employers love that word, don’t they?).
Some might be overqualified or have “too much” experience.
Others might live in areas that are even more economically depressed than other areas of the country and job prospects are nill.
Regardless, you are still making purchases.
You still have to replace things that broke in your home from Lowe’s or The Home Depot.
You still have to buy dress pants or a suit (because your current suit pants that you have split when you sat down for your job interview).
You still try and buy people birthday gifts, baby shower gifts, etc. from Target, the Home Shopping Network, QVC, Babies R US, Nordstrom, etc.
If you’re lucky, you might even book a vacation through Orbitz, Hotels.com, The Holiday Inn, etc.
During tough times, it makes sense to SAVE AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE, right?
Well, I have GREAT news.
There is a way to save money by making purchases at your favorite online stores.
Best Buy, Barnes and Noble, Sears, Disney, Avon, Walmart, Pro Flowers, Sony, Netflix, or whatever store you fancy — you can save money!
How? Through Ebates! All you do is create a FREE and SIMPLE account through Ebates and viola, you’re done!
You find your favorite store on the Ebates site, click a link, and you appear right on your favorite store’s website.
The best part? You can earn from 2-20% back on each purchase for simply doing nothing! You get money back just for clicking a link through Ebates and going to your favorite store’s website.
Don’t be stupid. Save where you can. You have to check this out.
P.S. Between my fiance and I, we got checks back for well over $300 in less than a year for simply using Ebates for everyday online orders. That’s $300 more in your pocket for NOTHING!
Although I currently have a job and it’s in my field, it’s not exactly what I’m looking for. It’s not a job I can do long-term as the pay prohibits me from ever taking that “next step” – marriage, house, etc. Plus, it completely undervalues my education and provides me with absolutely no growth opportunity. I’m grateful to have a job in a horrible economy and get excellent benefits to boot. However, my goals require more – more opportunity, more money, and more job satisfaction. A while ago I had an interview that I was incredibly excited about. It seemed like a great opportunity for a position that was exactly what I was looking for. I pulled “ninja tactics” to land an interview as without doing such, I more than likely would have submitted another resume to the online black hole and have given the elves in Narnia another digital document to put in their pipe.
I made sure my suit was in order and made sure my tie knot was perfect. I gathered my portfolio and assembled it with all the necessities – pen, resume, paper. I made the arduous commute to the location of the interview and waited outside until I spoke with the person I had the interview via cell phone. She had someone come get me outside the building (the doors were locked) and led me in. I was handed a paper application and was told to fill it out. Didn’t I spend 30 minutes 2 weeks ago filling out a digital application that has more information than this sheet even asks for? Regardless, I diligently filled out the sheet ad nauseum…name, address, education, etc.
The lady I had the interview with led me to a vacant office, asked for a copy of my resume, and began the interview. I did well, answered everything effectively, and she was courteous enough to listen to me chat. However, I knew the interview was over 3 minutes in. How? She suggested a lower-level role as I did not have the “experience” necessary for the position I applied for. Didn’t she read my resume prior to inviting me in? Why make me trek in for nothing? And the position she suggested I consider is basically a walk-in-off-the-street type of position that would pay less, require more, and provide me with a terrible commute as compared to what I currently have. The interview was over 20 minute later and she thanked me for coming in. I didn’t press things as I knew in my head she wasn’t interested and I wouldn’t hear from her. I politely left and cursed under my breath as I walked out.
I was driving back from lunch one day and anticipating working another 4 hours in retail hell before my day was over when I received a call from a very nice lady in a human resources department from a company I had applied with. A smile immediately came to my face and for a second, I forgot about the idiots and morons I would have to deal with when I arrived back at work. After asking a few questions and explaining the job to me, she scheduled an interview the following day.
The interview went well and after the person I interviewed with and the HR lady spoke in private, I was offered a position pending everything else checked out – education verification, criminal record check, etc. Not wanting to sound the desperate job seeker that I actually am, I told them I’d get back to them later in the day. When I did, I obviously said yes and accepted the offer.
Although the position is far from glamorous, it’s a start in my field. And I don’t mean far from glamorous in the delusional-recent-college-grad-job-seeker way (i.e. no corner office with a secretary, a signing bonus of $100,000, a complimentary gold watch, and a driver to pick me up in the morning with a golf tee scheduled everyday at noon). But hey, it’s better than retail and at least it’ll give me the ever-desired experience that my resume desperately needs.
So, without further to say, I GOT A JOB!!!!!
(P.S. Don’t worry, I’ll still be the same grumpy, negative bastard you’ve grown to love. Instead of bitching about not being able to find a job, I’ll bitch about others not being able to find a job, the economy, labor-related issues, and other garbage I feel valuable enough to post on my blog.)
This past week I was searching the online job posting mediums and a listing caught my attention.
The job was listed as a temporary job but it was in a field that was related to my degree. Although I wasn’t crazy about the temporary nature of the job, I figured I would apply anyway, just to see what happens. I’ve been searching for about a solid month now and haven’t had any worthwhile leads or responses.
I applied at 4:30 PM and much to my surprise, I receive a call from an unfamiliar number at 4:45 PM. I hesitantly answered the call (I’m not interested in switching long-distance providers, thank you) and found out that it’s the staffing agency I submitted my resume to. Oh great! This must be a horrible job if I am getting a call 15 minutes after I submitted my resume. I convince myself to be more open minded and that door-to-door knife sales could be something I could grow to love (sarcasm).
The lady, whose name I did not catch because she was talking way too fast, informed me that it was a temp-to-hire job and she put temporary in there to deter a certain group of applicants (still don’t know who she was trying to deter).
“The company wants a little bit of experience, but not too much. You don’t have any, but you have a master’s degree. I think you might be a good fit,” says the lady who sounds like she’s on her tenth pot of coffee.
“I’d like to schedule an interview. When are you available?” the lady frantically asks.
“I can interview Friday afternoon (two days after the day I receive the phone call),” I respond as I explain to the lady that I work part-almost-full-time.
“I was hoping for something sooner. But I’ll see if Friday works, I’ll check with my manager.”
“Okay, if it is an issue, call me back and perhaps I can arrange otherwise.”
The next day I receive an e-mail on my Blackberry when I’m work informing me that her manager would like someone with “a little more experience.”
Entry-level jobs: overqualified.
Jobs with “a little experience”: under experienced
Retail customer service with a master’s degree: just perfect.
After scouring the Internet for what seemed like endless hours each day, sending out a few painstaking e-mails, and typing my phone number, name, and education into an endless amount of online application templates, I got a response! I applied to a job via e-mail late one night and much to my surprise, received a call from “Sandy” indicating that she’d like to schedule me for an interview. A combination of fear, anxiety, nervousness, happiness, and excitement rushed through my body as I booked my first official job interview for a potential post-college job.
Waking up the morning of the interview, I made sure my suit was ready to go and my shirt was pressed as I rehearsed potential interview questions. I left the house a half hour early to make sure I would have enough time to find parking, collect myself, and walk in calmly. The building was an old-green building that looked like a two-family house that was split into two offices. As I stepped up the crickety steps with peeling paint, I searched for the company’s shingle that I had the interview with. Success! I was in the right place and about to enter into my first REAL job interview.
I walked up a flight of steps and upon reaching the top, was grateful that I didn’t fall through the old, noisy, and probably rotted-out steps with stained carpet covering their age. Expecting to see the secretary’s desk as the first welcome into the company’s office, I’m surprised to find what looks like the actual person I’m interviewing with sitting back in his chair with his feet on the desk, talking on the phone. Attempting to get his attention, I rather loudly knock on the door and clearly startle him. He’s wearing jeans and a jean button-up shirt and looks disheveled. Great – I’m wearing a full suit. Strike one. I feel like I just walked into McDonald’s to apply for a job wearing a tuxedo flush with top hat, cane, and spectacle. Already feeling awkward and out of place, he sends me to the back of the office to meet the lady I spoke with over the phone who is frantically trying to clean up the remnants of her child’s lunch from what would be the interview table. I make polite small talk with the frantic secretary as she apologizes for “it being such a mess.” Strike two.
After waiting for 5 minutes, the owner of the company and person I’m interviewing with comes near and seats me. There is some other lady in the same overly cramped room we’re in that’s working on a computer and doesn’t once flinch, turn around, or introduce herself for majority of the interview. The owner looks at my resume and makes sounds that indicate amusement as he reads the text from the paper aloud. He assures me he read my resume before the interview. Yeah, right. He then began asking me all the standard interview fare.
“So, tell me about yourself.”
“Well, I’m really into smoking crack and pirating DVDs I rent from Blockbuster.”
“What words would other people use to describe you?”
“Lazy, dishonest, vulgar, and alcoholic.”
“Where do you see yourself in 5 years?”
“Federal pen…doing hard time. Probably leader of a prison gang, too.”
Kidding! I gave the standard politically correct, boring answers to ridiculous questions. After being satisfied with the amount of useless information he collected from the ridiculously lame interview questions he asked, he starts rambling about something and I give the polite pseudo-interested head nods and comments to make it seem like I actually give a damn about what he’s saying.
He then starts talking in a tense that assumes I already have the job all while slowly revealing more details.
Use your own car.
Next. I go through the polite motions of filling out an application and leave under the auspice that “we’ll be in touch” but I know damn well I’ll never be stepping foot into this place again. Half-dazed, I walk back to my car and curse under my breath at the ridiculous job offer I just received. Let’s see…I just got my um, MASTER’S DEGREE, finished at the top of my class, and you have the nerve to offer me such a shitty job? I’m all for paying dues and completely understand the notion behind it, but this job was so off the charts bad it’s laughable. The whole idea behind getting an education and finding a job is to make progress and not regress! I make more than that at my current part-time job, have a set schedule, and get pretty good health-benefits to boot!
Back to Monster…