This is a venting post. Job searching is the worst. After months of applying for jobs in Portland, Oregon and getting nothing (or an automated rejection email) back, I finally took a leap last month and relocated with no job waiting for my arrival. With nothing but my clothes, computer, and cats, I hopped in my car, drove the six hours to Portland and began my indefinite couch-crashing at a friend’s house. This, I still maintain, was a good decision – my heart and happiness are in the PDX! But yesterday was the 1 month mark, and I have only one phone interview and one in-person interview to my name, and still no gainful employment to show for it.
They, and by that I mean everyone and their sister, say that networking gets you a job. But you cannot network for a job that you are already applying for, because that can be unethical for whomever you network with at the company. Okay, so instead you anticipate future jobs that you should network for – this does not do much for current job searching, and always feels so contrived to me. I of course see the benefit in networking – these become informational resources and potentially future advocates. I get it, but I hate it. I need networking to be more organic; I do not like to feel like I am using someone else for personal gains. But networking, they say, is how you get a job.
Perhaps it is my chosen field(s): Marketing & Communications. Fairly broad and incredibly competitive. With a degree in English Literature and a minor in Photography, along with a year and a half experience in a Marketing position, I thought that I would have found a great job in my field after a few months. And I have found great jobs to apply for, jobs that I would be excited to go to every morning – the problem is that I have not been hired for these great jobs. I’ve consulted Career Centers, friends, professors, professional contacts and applied all of their advice to my search. I pound the job boards and the social networking sites and write cover letters conveying all that I can convey. The questions and doubts about my abilities and qualifications have begun to surface; will I ever be employed? Do I not look good on paper? What am I doing wrong, and how in the world do I fix it?
I need a win, people.
Until that win, I will continue to cultivate job searching optimism from next to nothing and coffee. And cats. Always my cats.