To paraphrase Tolstoy, “All employed people are alike; each unemployed person is unemployed in its own way.” To expand on this rather clumsy piece of paraphrasing, employed people of all nations and cultures are the same – happy to be working and getting paid for their work. However, unemployed people differ greatly from one part of the world to another. Or at least that is what I found out during my years in the trade show industry.
But, I wander. I hate it when people do that and expect their readers (or listeners) to understand what they are talking about without any useful info.
Anyone hiring? How much time have you spent applying for jobs? Not just any random job but a career that you know in your heart you can fill? During this online age it seems the ability to present yourself outside of a resume seems dismal at best. Hundreds of resumes sent out into the ether.
The question that comes after months of this process is natural.
Is it me?
In short yes. You do not have 6 years of experience, 4 Olympic gold medals, 2 tours of military duty and at least 1 trip to the international space station. Your credentials do not match the job posting. Why? Because the job posting is put together by people who do not believe in investing in people.
Although I am happy to see the summer time come to an end, especially since it’s been a really hot summer, but something about seeing things get darker at night leaves me a feeling a little blue. It isn’t like I’m seeing my summer vacation come to an end or anything, but once September hits I notice that the year goes faster and faster.
I also notice there aren’t as many job opportunities opening up these days. And despite my family and my desire to move out of the state we’re living in now, it’s getting even harder to find the right opportunity to get us up and out of here.
I lost my job one year ago. Before that, I worked temporary jobs between the economic bust and starting my last job. Temp workers are treated with a great deal of disrespect. It doesn’t matter your education level, what you did before, or what they know you are most likely capable of doing, you are a temp and will be treated as a non-entity. Then, I finally won the lottery and got a permanent job. Then, I lost that job after almost a year. They moved it to another state. Tried to prevent me from getting unemployment by firing me first and saying I couldn’t do the job. State agency investigated, determined they were full of it, and gave me some months of unemployment which ran out quite some time ago.
I am in my early 5o’s and I got laid off from my job in Sept of 2014. I live in the state of Florida. This was my third time being laid off in my career. The first was in my early 30s and the second was in my late 40s. At this time, I was living in the state of Georgia. I got laid off twice from the same company. The first time it happen, I was shock, surprise, and just outright scare. At that time in my life, my kids were young and my spouse was unemployed. I was able to obtain contract work to sustain to keep us afloat financially. I was successful at getting another job only after a few months of being laid-off. I worked for 10 years until another laid off in 2009. It took me 6 months before I got another job. Then I worked for five years and the current laid off happen in 2014. I work in accounting in positions as investment accountant, staff accountant, and Senior Financial Analyst.
I was fired. There I said it. I don’t like it at all. When I was fired in Dec 2014 after having a 3 mos PIP…which in itself was an invitation to leave – I stated with confidence I might add “I’ll be fine.”
Well it is now 6 mos and one 9 week stint of contract work later and I’m still UNEMPLOYED and hating every minute! It’s funny how when we have jobs…maybe like our health we take them for granted. We say things like…’Man, wish I didn’t have to work today!’ or ‘Wow, wish I was unemployed so I could have nice days off!’ Well I am here to say that I will do my best to not say those things when I do get another job. I miss the work-a-day life…the grind…the very thing that kept me getting up in the morning.
The strangest feeling came over me tonight that stopped me in my tracks. Instead of going to the grocery store, we ordered pizza. We need stuff tomorrow, of course, but tonight just didn’t feel right.
Maybe it was the change in weather? Maybe it was the result of a feeling a bit off this week in general?
But I answered the call of intuition. I couldn’t bring myself to go to the store. I embraced my inner hermit and stayed inside all day.
It’s not like this is the first time I’ve listened to my gut feeling. Usually when you do, at least in my experience, you don’t often get this big resounding reason why you were right to do so. But the times I haven’t listened…that’s when I realize I should have.
This is an anonymous unemployment story submission.
I am currently unemployed after about four months. I average about two interviews per month and am constantly on the job hunt, trying to find a role that interests me, that I have a marginal chance of getting, and ones I have experience in. This is HARD. So many jobs posted require experience I don’t have. I am 25, a graduate, and am desperate to achieve and do things. Instead I’m stuck at home seemingly getting nowhere, with no replies to jobs I apply for, or else getting rejection emails.
I tend to monitor my company’s glassdoor page. Mostly because it shows the evolving personality of the company and how happy my coworkers really are. From my point of view, I can spot right away the people who were fired and left a negative review. I can also spot the people who are management’s favorites and would never say a bad thing about the company. Some people do see things honestly, but for the most part, I feel like the reviews are split between people who left on bad terms and people who were asked by management to leave a good review.
I have technically been unemployed since late 2012. I have had some temporary jobs here and there, but nothing I would put on my resume. Those jobs were the sorts of jobs who would hire anybody to do them, and those aren’t usually very good jobs. In fact, all of them were pretty miserable.
I mourn my old, long-term job sometimes, but I never regret leaving. You see, the first four or five years I worked there were great! I was kicking butt and taking names and the sky was the limit! Then the economy crashed, technology dramatically changed the industry I worked in, and if that wasn’t enough, the owner decided to merge her other company in with mine, and all of those people resented me for it. They had to take it out on someone, right? So I had to try and work with people who did not, under any circumstances, want to do their jobs (which meant I got to do my job AND all of their jobs) and the owner just shrugged her shoulders and told me I just needed to find a way to fix it. Yeah….that would be like telling a drowning man to just you know, like, not drown. I put up with that for three horrible years that probably shaved some time off my life. I wish I had left way before I did.