I GIVE UP

Thats it I give up. This may be my last post, dear and valued readers, as I am so sick of both my job and the process of job-seeking as a whole that I am seriously considering going on the dole, moving to Nimbin and letting all my bodily hair grow to its full potential.

Let me just give you an overview as to why I am so fed up and disillusioned by the whole job-seeking proccess. I will itemise it job by job for you to make it easier:

Job number 1: I contact job by phone. Employer sounds interested. Asks me to come in the next day, which I by coincidence have off. I go in. She likes me. Makes me do a personality profile test. I pass. She says she will call me. I wait. She doesnt.
FOUR WEEKS LATER, she calls me. You still interested? Why yes, yes I am. So I have another interiew. Then a week later I have another interview. Then a phone interview. Then, SIX WEEKS after my initial interview, she calls me in, I get all dressed up in my dicky little suit and PUT ON MAKEUP to be told that they were prepared to offer me a different job at a far lower pay because she really like me but I didnt have the experience for the position. SIX WEEKS TO TELL ME IM NOT GOOD ENOUGH!?!? Come on. And if I have already told you that 40k+ is the lowest I can go, dont offer me less!

Job Number 2: Get a call for a job I dont even remember applying for. Go to interview. Suitably impress recruitment consultant who is convinced that I am PERFECT for the position. I am asked to wait in the city as they may interview me the same day. I do this. Fart ass around, finally get a call saying sorry they cant see me today, they will ring tomorrow. Tomorr comes. They dont ring. They finallly ring a week later and we organise an interview. Day comes. I get suited up and make my way into the city. Recruitment consultant calls. Something has come up can you come on Monday? I return from the city hot and sweaty and dressed like a dickhead on my DAY OFF. Monday comes. Interview goes well. They like me. They say they like me. They tell me they will call on Friday. Friday comes. Phone does not ring. Finally on Wednesday the recruitment lady calls to tell me that they told her that I didnt get it. Dont worry about calling me, Im just a mere shit kicker!!!

Job Number Three: Friend says: I have the best job for you. Give me your resume and I'll give it to my friend. I do. Friend rings. Friend says come in. Friend organises a trial run with one of the teams. No mention of pay or whether or not I have the job. I arrive at trial. Job PAYS LESS THAN I WAS TOLD, the shifts are shit and the only way to make decent money is to work overtime on your overtime. I walk out. They fail to understand why.

Can you see, dear and valued readers, why I am so jack of the job-seeking situation? No consideration is given to us jobseekers, we are expected to be at their beck and call and they think its ok to LEAD US ON for WEEKS at a time and THEN tell us that we are not good enough. If I am not good enough now I was sure as hell not good enough 6 weeks ago when you first saw me. And if I am NOT GOOD ENOUGH, why cany you grow some bloody balls and tell me? Dont procrastinate for a while and then pass me a message through a poor recruitment consultant who was nice enough to bat for me in the first place! And dont talk a job up then be surprised when I walk out the door when I find out how shite it really is.

GGGRR If I was recruiting I would at least have the decency to talk to people I interview. And I would be honest enough not to build peoples hopes up by telling them they have a chance when they really dont.

Its hard, finding a new job. Its physically and emotionally draining. It HURTS when someone says you arent good enough.

So farewell fair world, I am off to Nimbin to live in a commune and only wear clothes every second Sunday. Ill plait my pubes and never ever wash my hair again.....

Oh wait. I have a boyfriend. Oh, and a mortgage. Looks like its seek.com.au again for me.........