But have you looked at what is out there recently? Not a whole lot. Maybe I have forgotten how to do this- the last time I got a job by looking at want ads was in 2005. After that it was all about connections. But in my haste to complete a degree, I was making all the wrong connections. I am in an industry that I fell into- the kind that if you look around people have various educational backgrounds: highschool diploma, fashion, psychology, history, english, communcations; ones that didn't necessarily prepare us for a life in a cubicle dispensing any kind of financial advise.
My point? That after 3 years (give or take) in this system, I know about mortgage rates, insurance, exchange rates, how to wire money, how to set up payments, the 10% savings rule and the best way to go about getting lending- but no actual connections that will get me a job that I like.
That's right, I am settling for liking a job. It will be a nice change from the deep seated hatred I currently show up to work with every day. John actually asked me today how, given the power to change my day for the better, what would I do? I swallowed all inappropriate responses. I ended up telling him that it was pointless coming up with ways that I could improve my day since I have no power and I can't change anything in my current job. That I didn't really see the point in coming up with imaginary ideas that would never take shape.
But I digress. My job search. I think I may need pointers. How did you get your current job? Did you scour newspapers, online classifieds? Did you know the right people? Did you accidentally stumble onto your dream job? Actually, if this happened, I really don't want to know--unless you have an opportunity for me to do the same. Did you join a job club?
Most importantly, if you live in my area, and you know if you do--do you know of anything I would like? I'm an excellent employee (despite all evidence to the contrary on this blog), a really quick learner, wear snazzy colour nail polish and have a wicked sense of humour. A joy to work alongside really.
Please please please give me the chance to act out one of my fantasies: walking into work on a fine west coast morning with a letter of resignation in hand and a colourful speech about how I am breaking the chains of servitude to the insurance masters, going onto bigger and better things, 100% John-free.
Dare to dream.