When I was reading your story I felt like I was reading my own story wrote by someone else. We are in the same boat right now because I am also unemployed. Three years ago when I first arrived here in California, I had no work permit to show that I was eligible to work here. I was waiting for my work permit when I got pregnant. Then my miseries started. I wasn’t blaming my pregnancy but it was my husband who made me felt worthless. He was telling everybody that I don’t do anything but sleep and eat at home. Since he was the only one working to pay our bills, I think it was so unfair of him to make me feel so worthless. He doesn’t know that I was the only one keeping the whole place organized. I felt like I was in hell, there was nobody to talk to, and when he comes home, he goes straight to playing his video games. I was so hopeless and and I felt that I was greatly abandoned. I told myself that ones I give birth and have my work permit I will look for a job right away. I had C-Section and and I was supposed to rest for at least 2 months but my goal was to get a job because i can no longer stand being humiliated. So I got a job interview and they hired me. I was so happy. It was like a load off my shoulder. Then my husband started treating me nicely. I felt like God left me alone in times that I needed him. I was praying all the time, begging to please listen to me. When I finally got my job, I realized that there’s really a right time for everything. Please don’t lose hope. It is not your fault that you don’t have a job. know you are doing everything at your best. I am sure that God will one day answer your prayers. I hope also that your wife will realized how hard your situation is. Goodluck , keep looking for a job.. you deserve to have one…
After nearly 4 months of receiving rejection emails, going on interviews and never hearing from the interviewer again, and sending out hundreds of resumes into the electronic abyss, I thought that I was getting used to this. The rejections stung a little less, and I made a tentative peace with the fact that I’d get about 1 call for every 20 resumes I’d send out.
But this one, this one got under my skin. I applied for a freelance writing job – blogging for a small business owner who was trying to launch a particular business. I sent the requested writing sample – an article that I researched and wrote on her specific business. To protect her confidentiality, let’s say her business was baking cakes. I am not a baker, so I spent a good deal of time reading about how to bake a cake, and wrote an awesome article about cake baking and why people should hire this person to bake their cakes.
People meet you and want to greet you not for you but because of your designated seat in the office. I was a fool in love and a topper among my classmates. I graduate and started working as a Teacher’s Assistant just to see my boyfriend. Wrong Choice.
I started working as a primary sector when i should be in a corporate sector just for the sake of my boyfriend. Wrong Choice. He broke up with me that year and i realized i ruined my personal and professional life. People who used to be friends with me were all gone because now they didn’t need for notes, but have a better position in a corporate sector. I came to know about the real meaning of friends for life then. I didn’t lose hope and secured myself a job as a HR Executive in a research firm. I was so happy then, but later my friend wanted me to set her up with her crush so she manipulated me to work for that guy and he turned out to be another wrong choice. My status turned to be an Unemployed.
My employer fired me. They tried to get me to sign a legal document stating that I left voluntarily for personal reasons. This was not the truth. I told them to amend the document to say that I was let go because I was not a good fit for the job. I considered signing the amended document but decided not to. The employer said if I don’t sign it they would contest my unemployment which they ended up doing. However I won the unemployment case. Now my ex employer is appealing the decision and I have to go to a hearing. They clearly lied about why I was let go, so I am not sure why they are appealing. What could they possibly say? I was never written up for any misconduct. It is their word against mine. I am nervous to attend this hearing alone. My income is too high to get a free lawyer yet it is not that high that I can afford one on my own. Also the work environment was hostile and I was bullied while employed there. I am concerned that these bullies will come to testify. I am not sure how to proceed.
I just stumbled upon this blog, and have to share my experience. At the age of 57, I left a job in banking after 16 years. The stress, the politics, the disrespect was literally killing me. I smoked, drank, took antidepressants and finally realized, it was not worth my life. I had enough in savings to live for awhile without worry, so I took the plunge.
I had experience in banking, retail, medical office, and felt I would learn to live on less income and be happy. And, yes, I was very happy. I was able to spend time with my grandchildren, got back into flower gardening, crafts, birdwatching, it has been great. I didn’t need to smoke or drink and was able to come off all the meds!
I’ve recently found myself on ‘That side of the table.’ You know the one. The side where you sit alone and face a panel of inquisitors who hold crisp, white sheets of paper with questions that require you to summarize your career in two minute intervals.
It’s been over 10 years since I’ve had to go through the interview process and I can confidently say the interview questions I’ve been asked are nearly the same ones I answered 10 years ago.
– ‘Tell me/us about a time when you had to deal with a difficult situation and how did you handle it?’
It’s been a while hasn’t it? Well, things have been up and down this year, lots of down. I feel weird posting about this, but I filed bankruptcy a couple of months ago. It’s made the last couple of months very hard and it will be hard untl at least mid-October until I pay down court fees.
I have mixed feelings about the process and the results. I understand why the debt happened and I plan on never letting it happen again. That’s the major takeaway.
I’m still at the job I have before, still struggling with my new seating arrangement (ha), and still hoping I can one day get enough creative energy to get myself published.
Last week it finally happened. After being a “professional unemployee” for way too long – maybe 18 months? – a past employer telephoned me and offered me a job. Wow! And, even though, as a lady “of a certain age” I’m somewhat disillusioned and war-torn – after jobseeking for such a long time (my survival was my blog “50 Shades of Unemployment”), the job offer has given me a confidence boost …And I suddenly feel like I’m part of the human race again …. make that, “rat-race”.
I tend to not take many mental health days. This year I think I’ve taken maybe one or two. But in reality, as I learned the hard way yesterday, they are necessary part of adult working life. At least, that’s what I think.
So, not to overshare, but I am going through the process of taking care of my financial situation. I’ll divulge more another time, but it’s stressing me out significantly and I spent the good majority of my past weekend dealing with it. It didn’t help yesterday I ran across an extremely rude person who is supposed to be helpful in this whole process and she just crumpled me yesterday emotionally as a result. Sad to say I was dealing with this at work.
So last week, my boss moved my desk to closer to the center of the room. And I’m not happy about this.
Before I was at a desk tucked in the far corner where I could comfortably play online and mess around on my blogs with an early warning of who was coming so I could flip to a work screen. Yes, I know this isn’t very mature. I should be working. In the three years I sat at that desk, never had a problem.
Now I am sitting where not only can my boss see my computer, so can everyone else walking by.