I am serious about my job hunt again. It's neither new or exciting and yet I set aside hours to do it every week. The thrill is gone. I dread the entire process, which makes me much less likely to find a job. And people keep mentioning that they know people who have had success in finding work, which, despite their enthusiasm, is considerably more discouraging than someone telling me "it'll happen" while frowning and shaking their head.
I don't think people's commentary on my situation is supposed to be discouraging, I think they intend it to be exactly the opposite, and for that, thanks you guys. But please stop telling me that all six of your son's girlfriends graduated this spring with jobs in hand, good for them, honestly, but it makes me feel like a failure. My friends who have jobs they all seem to get it, only once has someone been silly enough to tell me that she has a 9 to 5 and can't just go and do anymore. As she's saying this I'm forced to smile and tell her how tough it is to be an adult, while inwardly screaming about working irregular hours, up to 60 a week, with half the pay check and none of the respect that she gets.
But then again, people don't know how to react. And while I try to be thankful they care, I spend many days seeing red and many others green with envy. So with my renewed job hunt vigor I'm also trying to figure out how to pay for classes so that my resume doesn't come across as having done nothing for the past year.
My biggest and brightest idea: teaching people to job hunt the boomerang way.
All joking aside, I'm going to start editing academic papers if at all possible; it's a tiny bit of income, with a tiny bit of practice and a little entrepreneurial spirit.
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