I have come to loathe job-hunting and all it entails. Here are my top five frustrations when it comes to the defeat that often accompanies the seemingly endless job search. You may have heard variations of them before; my aim is to assure those in a similar boat that you are not alone!
1. The Weekend Woes: For those seeking employment, weekends are often a dreaded time span in which human resources closes its doors. While the majority of the American population longs for the work week to conclude at 5:00 p.m. Friday, a job-hunter must accept that his or her resume will sit until Monday. For a job that you are particularly psyched about, an even gloomier realization is that many, many weekends may pass before any contact is made between you and the employer.
2. Indeed.com and Nausea: I feel a close kinship with Indeed.com; this search engine has truly become one of my most visited, loved, and…hated. I frequent this search engine because it truly pulls from the Web as a whole; more often than not, I can get a thorough grasp on what jobs are available. However, as helpful as this website can be, I have found a pattern of nausea arise when scanning one white page after another. My eyes can’t seem to adjust and I usually have to limit my searching to no longer than an hour at a time. Therefore, job-hunting literally and figuratively makes me ill.
3. A Question of Identity: In America, you frequently “are” what you “do”. With this rationale, the unemployed are “nothing”. I have discovered that this is dangerous territory and must be abolished. What would America look like if we no longer identified ourselves by an occupation or career? I have absolved that my level of worth is not dependent on any sort of status. Still, this is a constant struggle and one I’ve grappled with.
4. “No Phone Calls, Please.” This little phrase is discouraging because of my automatic translation: “This is a tough job to obtain…you probably won’t. Because the job market is disparaging, we are going to get a truck load of applicants. Please don’t call us to check on the status of your application; we won’t call you back. So, really, save your energy and move on to the next job posting.” An extreme assumption? Maybe. However, a little hair stands up on the back of my neck when I see this discouraging little note.
5. The Ironic Rejection Letter: After weeks of waiting, you finally receive an email commenting on your level of talent and obvious accomplishments. However, they are not interested in you. Clearly, I would much rather receive this email than none at all. Even still, my blood pressure starts to rise when they, in a complimentary fashion, reject my application. I fight the urge to find this ironic rejection letter to be an insult.
So, there you have it. For those of you struggling through each job application process, I commend you. And for those of you who have successfully persisted through it, I hope to soon join you in the ranks.