For all you ladies out there who had a job, thought you'd have it for a while, but were laid off from work within the last year or so. This is a group where you can share your feelings about being laid off, plans for the future, and what your day looks like now...because it's feels good to have someone understand what you are going through!
Heart beating 100 miles an hour, face, a stark white, I walked out of the conference room utterly confused. What I had thought was a great learning experience with a manager who was open to teaching me new things turned out to be an utter and complete lie. Is this what corporate life was like? If it was, I was in for the ride of my life.
Since my last post, I had been scouting, quietly researching and balancing a 40-hour work week in the midst of seeing how things unraveled with the return of “mystery girl.” Operations and my day-to-day tasks remained the same, but my heart was just not in the job anymore. One day as I was finishing up some last minute e-mails, a message popped up which worried me in the most dramatic of ways. My manager had simply typed a mere nine words which caused me to break out in a cold sweat, “ Please meet me in the conference room at 3.” My gut instinct predicted something not so pleasant would occur during this meeting, but my optimistic side hoped for otherwise.
The world of unemployment is tough, and it looks like SavvySugar Community member littlemissjobhunter is experiencing the ultimate low. Her journey has been an emotional roller coaster, which I'm sure a lot of you can relate to. Read on to see what's in store for her now.
"Siempre hay una razón para sonreír" is a phrase I had come across one day and virtually has stuck with me since. It can literally be translated as "there is always something to smile about." In this turbulent period known as my life, the constant reminder or in English "every cloud has a silver lining" has kept me optimistic for a rather unpredictable and vacillating future.
Since my last post, (excuse the short hiatus as I had to re-structure life), I had been informed by my manager that the mysterious girl I had been filling in for would finally be returning from her "sick leave." Although her return did not seem shocking in itself, an overheard phone call between my manager and said girl did. Phrases like "have you gotten called back," and "the job market is tough right now" were murmured in-between the tiny cubicle dividers. The wheels of my brain began turning. So . . . essentially, mystery girl was on "sick leave" but also looking for a new job position in Los Angeles? I pinched myself to assure I was not dreaming.
Seems like a fitting title as Valentine’s Day has just come and gone. Can job searching really be compared to the beginning stages of courtship? In my opinion, yes, the psychology of the “game” in courtship can very much be analogous to the beginning stages of interviewing and pending job offers.
Two job interviews later my life has remained unchanged. As each job interview is placed upon the table, a new feeling of hope and optimism is renewed. At the same time, subtle feelings of desperation and defeat envelop me as the week goes by without trace of communication from recruiters. Similarly enough, these emotions can be replaced quite easily with affection. Will he call me? Will he respond to my text? The anticipation and waiting period is encompassed by feelings of anxiety and stress.
To hear how a potential employer toyed with my heart, read on.
Week four of temping has officially begun, and the once steep learning curve is tapering off to a rather routine and repetitive set of tasks, for better or worse. Unlike other large retail establishments, there was no retail math class, or fabrics based training class while stepping into this position. It can best be described or compared to Darwin’s evolution theory of “survival of the fittest.”
With the arrival of Chinese New Year quickly approaching, the world of retail comes to a sudden halt as well. Factories are perpetually closed for two to three weeks where workers make the long trek home to the rural parts of China to be with their families. Because the workers are only given this one stretch of vacation a year, the entire country takes this holiday very seriously. On the corporate America retail side, this means lack of email responses, or any correspondences for two to three weeks. Business is put on a short hiatus and this time is known as “catch-up” time. Any work that has been put aside due to more urgent matters are now dug up and worked on, fabric samples are re-organized, and tidied up. I can best classify it as spring cleaning of the office. In my particular case, I cannot stand disorganization and thus, I ensure everything is neat and orderly on a regular basis. Consequently, this time in which my co-workers use to organize, I sit and let my mind wander, a common occurrence when I am bored or unchallenged.
To find out why I feel like an undercover spy, read on.
Since my return back to the US, I basically consider my iPhone to be an extension of my limbs. Not for the apps or even for the phenomenon of flinging angry birds at grim green pigs but for the ability to stay connected to my email 24 hours a day, seven days a week, on the go. I have the ability to correspond to recruiters with the push of a few keys without ever being chained to the confines of my home.
I had been in contact with a large-size Midwest retail chain — Company A — to keep this anonymous. In my four years of attending university in the Midwest, I had started to recognize the various local area codes; 847, 773, 630, and 224, just to name a few. One day as I was perusing the jobs section of Craigslist, I heard my phone rumble from the glass table not 10 feet away.
SavvySugar Community member littlemissjobhunter is part of the sobering statistic: nearly one out of 10 Americans are out of work. Join her in the trials and tribulations of a job seeker — a journey that'll maybe help you understand that the unemployment figures aren't just a number. Disclosure: this new series may incite sorrow, humor, and maybe even a little hope.
So without divulging my entire life story, I found myself, 23, in a foreign city halfway across the world from family and friends and in a career that was not even remotely close to my aspirations of being a fashion buyer. What’s worse, although having its perks (free rent) was the fact that I was residing with my 87-year-old grandma who took sheer pleasure in hearing the bits and pieces of my disheveled and often nonexistent love life. After 11 months of deliberating with friends via the mighty power of Skype, I made the final migration home to the United States. Managing to pack my life away in two suitcases, I found myself back at square one — jobless and running low on cash.
So without divulging my entire life story, I found myself, 23, in a foreign city halfway across the world from family and friends and in a career that was not even remotely close to my aspirations of being a fashion buyer. What’s worse, although having its perks (free rent) was the fact that I was residing with my 87-year-old grandma who took sheer pleasure in hearing the bits and pieces of my disheveled and often nonexistent love life. After 11 months of deliberating with friends via the mighty power of skype, I made the final migration home to the United States. Managing to pack my life away in two suitcases, I found myself back at square one — jobless and running low on cash.
After spending countless hours in pajamas and sweatpants, I decided to document the tribulations, hardships, anecdotes and ramblings of an unemployed girl trying to make it as a fashion buyer.
So think of me as Rachel McAdams from Morning Glory without the glamorous unaffordable luxury apartment or the two-day job hunt that is portrayed so effortlessly in the movie. I will document the grungy, ugly, often comedic and frustrating topics that go along with hunting for a job.
Although I can rant on for pages about myself, it'll be nice to hear from readers who can relate to the same job search woes, anxieties or any frustrations facing the employment process. I hope you enjoy and if not for anything, grab some comedic relief from some note worthy experiences that I have encountered on my rocky search for a job!
Until next time . . . signing off,
What's next for all of you ladies now that you've been laid off? I started my own business with Mary Kay last month. It's going really well so far, really exceeding my expectations! What do the rest of you have planned?
First post! woo hoo! anyway, I worked full time as a professional educator in an elementary school-in a position where I was stretched very thin and rarely could make time for lunch. I'm going on 5 months of being unemployed due to budget cuts in the district I was working for. There are days I enjoy sleeping in and watching morning TV while searching the nearly 10 online job sites I frequent every day morning and night, but then there are other days where I feel so bummed out....anyone ever feel the same?