Interview

I had a job interview this morning. Well, it was a phone interview. I applied last week with Wake Forest University in Winston-Salem, NC to be their new International Studies Advisor. Its a job that I want, just not necessarily in the location that I was hoping for. I mean I'll take the job if its offered to me but I was hoping for someplace more Metropolitan. I'm tired of small town living.

The interview went well, but was short (only 17 minutes). I answered their questions fairly well and only used "um" I believe three times, which is of course three times too many. Its the first interview that I've had. It bothers me that I'm sitting here in my Mom's house alone on a Wednesday afternoon. I'm bored, I need something. My self-confidence has been shot although it did receive a small booster when they called me for the interview appointment yesterday. Now having done the interview, I feel like I did a crap job after a friend of mine pointed out how short the interview was. This is of course, just the pre-interview and any final decisions will require the applicant to go to Wake Forest before they make their selections. Either way, its bothersome. It's been four months since graduation, I"m half-way past the seven month rule.

Still no word from the local employers that I've applied with. It's annoying. I feel as though even if i can't get a job and I'm forced to apply at say Starbucks or Borders (nothing wrong working there in itself at all) that they won't take me. There is such a thing as being over qualified. Employers can usually snif it out when an employee will bounce for the next best thing, which I would.

Job hunting sucks.

The Joys of Unemployment

It's been said that it takes the average university graduate six months to find their first first career job. I'm already half way there.

This has by far been the most devastating three months ever. Not knowing where or if I was going to find employment and how I would go about it. Well the end of the summer came and I was forced to move out of my home in Tallahasse. So I had to have movers come and take all of my stuff to a storage unit in Ohio. Presently I'm on what my Mother refers to as "vacation." The two weeks after Tallahassee and before I move into my Mother's house. I'm spending most of my time in with my friends in Ft. Walton Beach and Destin (my hometown) not doing much of anything except for kicking it back and hanging out. I've not spent much money at all since I've been here. On Friday I"m driving to Nashville to visit my friend Sarah whom I haven't seen in four years. We've been friends since the dawn of time and I'm excited to see her.

Of course my ENTIRE family is down my back like a pair of screeching tobacco monkeys. Apparently if my physical presence is in Ohio (unlike my family) then a job will magically appear. Only they are disillusioned if they think so. Yesterday I called my grandfather to say hi (he's ill and has pulmonary fibrosis and is all sorts of sick) and he told me to get my fat ass up to Ohio and I could work as a trucker. I almost vomited into the phone. I mean, seriously? I've applied for jobs with the University of Dayton, Lexis Nexis, NCR, AT&T and much more. I"m sorry, I'm not taking a job in food service as I'd make an awful server, not enough patience. I'm already fighting with my mother via the telephone and I'm tired of it already. I don't want to fight I just want to get people off my back. Allow me some space, please. Considering nobody in my family has been in the job market for at least 15 years, I would think they would realize that they have no idea what they are talking about. Of course, they're all friggin experts in their opinion. Tis why my living in Ohio is only a momentary pitstop. By January I will have hopefully saved up enough financial assets to move overseas or to Washington or somewhere else where the jobs actually are.

Its not that I enjoy unemployment. I'm not a lazy person. I enjoy working a good job that I know how to do and I can use my brain and my degree. It absolutely kills me that I have to move in with my family.I'm sorry, trucking doesn't quite do that for me. And shame on my family for wanting me to lower my standards. I did not spend four years with my nose in a book learning a foreign language and the stupid theories of the loss of strength gradient to work for $10 an hour. Screw you if you think that is going to happen. Call me snooty or whatever but thats where I draw the line. I'm not a trucker. All I know is that I'm going to get a refill on Xanax and I'm going to strap in and hold on tight because the next six months are going to be a bitch.

I don't know anybody in Dayton. No people my age, nobody to chill with or vent too. I'm very close to taking out a craiglist ad! It'll read something like this:
Help! Recent college graduate forced to move back in with family seeks friendly 20 something face to sip coffee and have intellectual conversations.

I've been told that there is nothing wrong with me taking a couple weeks to visit old friends before leaving for Ohio from everyone except my family. Why is it that, the first person to get a college degree and break the cycle of lower middle class in my family is so intent on not supporting me. It really bothers me. All I asked for was a couple of weeks.

I've applied for this job in Germany at Jacob's University in Bremen. I'm really excited about it and I hope to be selected for the job. It's this amazing job that I want so bad! I hope they interview me. Getting that job would make me so happy.

Let's hope that something happens, soon.