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Aug 25, 2005 19:44


More Job search ranting from yours truly.  There's a touch of anger in this one.  See if you can spot it.

I didn't actually do any serious job hunting today.  I needed the break.  I'll post more later, for those who are interested.



8/21/05

I woke up feeling sort of low today.  I drank my coffee and started playing a random videogame on my computer just because I could.  I didn’t think I was going to try to do any job hunting, but something in my brain just wouldn’t let me relax until I tried, so I dragged myself online and tried to expand my job search a bit.  I looked into the local "Craig’s List" and didn’t find much there except for one job that had been posted about a month ago.  It kind of reminds me of the last two or three jobs that I applied for in this regard.  Of course, the job was somehow involved with a hospital, but I didn’t get as many specifics as I wanted except to say that this is a staffing coordinator job.  Maybe I’ll call the hospital tomorrow and find out what exactly it is that they are looking for (if the position hasn’t already been filled, of course)

I then decided that if my odds were going to be one in a hundred on that particular website, maybe it was worth my while to expand my search further.  I almost subconsciously logged onto a familiar hospital website before I started to look at Oregon State jobs.  The job descriptions on the Oregon State website were three pages long, it seemed, and yet the employers seemed to be putting a great deal more emphasis on employee benefits and qualification exams than on anything else.  It was hard to get to the point without having to read through overly complicated instructions over and over again.  On a whim, I decided to look into the mental health worker positions that the state provided.  That was not a pretty picture.  The state positions require you to be able to work with long term, criminally insane patients with nowhere else to go.  The pay for someone who does what I used to do is very good, but nowhere near enough to make me risk my neck in that fashion.  The last kind of person that I want to be dealing with is some sort of a “Hannibal Lecter” wannabe whose number one goal is to try to feed me pieces of my own brain.

Well, scratch that off the list.

Next I looked into more of the office clerk kind of jobs.  I found one intriguing position that was sort of a court clerk kind of job.  It made me think way too much of those Law and Order shows that are all over the place on TV these days.  When I read the description of the actual duties, I flushed when it said that people in this position would be required to “explain the court system to various individuals,” and to “work well with attorneys.”  Seeing as I haven’t exactly been a huge fan of the justice system for quite a while, I couldn’t see myself holding back a few well placed, snide comments here and there about general court proceedings.

Again, it was not for me.

I then took a look at state office support kinds of jobs.  A “level one” office clerk kind of job requires some fast typing and some management of time skills.  That doesn’t bother me as much as it used to.  It also requires me to “occasionally deal with irate individuals either over the phone or in person.”  I sort of scoffed when I read this.  On the one hand, dealing with irate individuals just seemed to be a part of the deal no matter what I did at my last job.  On the other hand, I could see myself leaping from behind my cubicle, grabbing said individual, getting them into a half nelson, knocking them face first into the ground and telling them that they better cool it or they would be placed in locked seclusion.  The thought did put a smile on my face.

I’ll put that one in the “maybe” category.

Feeling somewhat amused if nothing else, I followed a well placed comment from M and decided to look into county jobs as well.  I got roughly the same results for two different counties.  “Office clerk 1” jobs all require you to take some sort of fast as hell typing test.  They rate you on how many words you can type as well as how many mistakes you make in about a minute.  How amusing.  Seeing as I am typing all these things out right now, maybe this is practice for my test.  Then again, doesn’t it all depend on the kinds of things they ask you to type?  What if they ask me to type up something that rings of technical jargon?  Like some sort of a medical memorandum on the function of type two diabetes in the locomotion of Sprig Dawley rats all trapped in a Skinnerian box with electrified walls and a slit where the occasional food pellet pops out?  Or what if they make me type up something like the pledge of allegiance?  I could see myself really messing that one up.  I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America, and to the assholes in government for which nobody would really go to fight and die in a foreign land unless these said assholes would lie to us and then accuse our youth of not being patriotic enough because they don’t want to die to keep Georgie Porgie’s fucking inheritance intact.  Yeah ok…bad idea.

I’m just saying I might do a bad job on that particular task.

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