Explain to me again why I try so hard?
Life conspires against me, and I'm getting increasingly tired of just 'surviving'.
I went to college for 4 years, and I graduated with a BS in chemical engineering. I couldn't find a job. No, my GPA was not stellar, but it was pretty heartbreaking to note the company I co-oped with didn't even bother to give me an interview - and only 4 of us tried! So I got a medicore job as a machinist and got up the courage to go BACK to college.
Another 3 years goes by, and I now have a second BS, this time in mechanical engineering. I try for... 8 months to get an engineering job. In all that time I get ONE interview, and of course I don't get the job. So I persevere and start looking around for other semi-decent jobs while I again wait for my chance.
I send out an application to be an assistant librarian. I don't even get a chance to interview there... it was a position I was really excited about, and I think I would have been content to work there for a time. So then I hear about a position working for the state at the place my sister works. I fill out all the stuff, and keep having my sis bother them for info. The guy originally in charge got cancer I guess, so they've been trying to pass the buck to the next in charge. FINALLY, my sister finds out who it is and goes to talk with them today. Well, guess what?
They interview today, and of course they never received my application.
Luckily I had two back up jobs... at least these both seem promising... and it looks like I'll take the better of the two. The second is later today... but it wasn't THE job I wanted, so now it doesn't seem all that great. I don't know. I guess I'll get over it... not like I can just stop.
On top of all that, I got a driveway full of slush to shovel out. After about 40 minutes of that, at which time I might have suceeded in clearing half of it, I gave up. I park on the other side anyway, so I'll just deal with slush.
Well, if I continue I'll just get more depressed, so I'll end this now. I'll be better by tomorrow.
I went to college for 4 years, and I graduated with a BS in chemical engineering. I couldn't find a job. No, my GPA was not stellar, but it was pretty heartbreaking to note the company I co-oped with didn't even bother to give me an interview - and only 4 of us tried! So I got a medicore job as a machinist and got up the courage to go BACK to college.
Another 3 years goes by, and I now have a second BS, this time in mechanical engineering. I try for... 8 months to get an engineering job. In all that time I get ONE interview, and of course I don't get the job. So I persevere and start looking around for other semi-decent jobs while I again wait for my chance.
I send out an application to be an assistant librarian. I don't even get a chance to interview there... it was a position I was really excited about, and I think I would have been content to work there for a time. So then I hear about a position working for the state at the place my sister works. I fill out all the stuff, and keep having my sis bother them for info. The guy originally in charge got cancer I guess, so they've been trying to pass the buck to the next in charge. FINALLY, my sister finds out who it is and goes to talk with them today. Well, guess what?
They interview today, and of course they never received my application.
Luckily I had two back up jobs... at least these both seem promising... and it looks like I'll take the better of the two. The second is later today... but it wasn't THE job I wanted, so now it doesn't seem all that great. I don't know. I guess I'll get over it... not like I can just stop.
On top of all that, I got a driveway full of slush to shovel out. After about 40 minutes of that, at which time I might have suceeded in clearing half of it, I gave up. I park on the other side anyway, so I'll just deal with slush.
Well, if I continue I'll just get more depressed, so I'll end this now. I'll be better by tomorrow.