Job Search (illustrated)

              I've decided that my time at Catholic Worker has just about run it's course. It's not that I don't like working here and all; it's just not what I want to do with my life; and the sooner I get on with doing what I actually want to do with my life, the better off I'll be. And I need to earn some actual money, instead of just a stipend and the pittance that I earn working 10 hours a week for the lady with cerebral palsy. So – job search. In previous jobs, I've filled out one application, had one interview, and pretty much been hired on the spot. Or they called me out of the blue and offered me a job. But that was in Kansas, where life is easier and everything makes more sense. This is California, where you can't swing a cat by the tail (yes, that's what I've been doing with Kitty) without hitting someone who has a bachelor's degree, lots of experience in the field, and is still settling for jobs beneath his or her potential. Gotta love this economy. 

  

             Around here, searching on Craigslist seems to be the way that most people find jobs. So I'm on Craigslist a lot. A LOT. More than Facebook, maybe, which is saying a lot more than I'd care to admit about my Facebook usage. And I've been visiting the individual sites for a lot of hospitals and clinics and such. And I've updated and polished my Marla Krell resume like a dozen times. I've probably sent out my resume a hundred times by now. I'm not keeping track, it'll just make me hate my life. I also compulsively check my email for responses. Like every 10 minutes. And I just got a new Gmail account (finally caved after Yahoo repeatedly came down with extremely virulent cases of “technical difficulties” right when I needed to do something important). So now I have TWO email addresses to check. First world problems.   

            On the bright side, my time with Catholic Worker is very open-ended, which means that, unlike MVS, I can stay as long as I like and leave whenever I want. So that's handy, anyway. So that's the story for now. I've had two interviews, one which was reasonably promising, the other, not so much. That was a week ago. They said they'd get back to me in a month. Suffersuffersuffer. So in the interim, I guess I'll spam out more applications...

          If anyone has any helpful ideas, I'd be happy to entertain them. Serve 'em some cocktail shrimp, do a little dance for them, maybe play the saxophone...