Resillience
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It's early Monday morning.
Next Monday morning I will be studying for my Persuasive Communication final.
The Monday after that...well it's a big fat "?"
The post-grad job search has been daunting, exhausting, and fruitless. Despite all the warnings to stay in school in the midst of the economic meltdown, I'm packing up the books in the hopes that I will find a job as a designer. And yes, despite my parent's advice to NEVER EVER be an artist (I don't take advice very well), I wish to make my living drawing things on the computer screen.
I felt that I was quite lucky that all my co-workers, bosses, advisers, friends, and peer showered me with praise for my work even when I felt it was undeserving. After all, I had no idea what I was doing, I have never studied design, and I have taken a hands-on approach to my education about shapes, forms, colors, and typography. So armed with false self-confidence, I started to apply for design-related jobs as early as January of this year.
But as you know from my laments above, that this task has proved more difficult than I imagined. No responses came and the phone never rang with an interview on the other line. I applied to jobs in San Francisco, the Bay Area, Los Angeles, New York, Brooklyn, Chicago... and not one city wanted me. As I continued my search the words "for credit only", "DOE", "minimum wage", "no benefits" became more frequent (and quite scary!). It's to the point where entry-level jobs and internships want employees with YEARS of experience and who are willing to work for almost nothing.
As of June 1st, I've applied to nearly 50 jobs and companies, combing craigslist, mediabistro, bruinview, and qbn every day for new openings. I've taken DIY approaches where I browse magazines and wikipedia lists for agencies that I've missed on my radar. And I continue to send out several applications each week in hopes that one will respond.
I'm sure that I'm not the only one in this conundrum. After all, I am competing with the millions of kids who are coming out of the graduating class of 2009, armed with a Bachelors, a few jobs under their belt, and a lot of inexperience to catch up on. The job market is less friendly than years past, and yes, we probably are less-smart than the previous decades of graduates (but hey, we know how to Twitter and Facebook!).
So come August 31, when my apartment lease ends, I will be looking for volunteers to freeload off of.
Thanks. I'm going to get my laundry now.
It's early Monday morning.
Next Monday morning I will be studying for my Persuasive Communication final.
The Monday after that...well it's a big fat "?"
The post-grad job search has been daunting, exhausting, and fruitless. Despite all the warnings to stay in school in the midst of the economic meltdown, I'm packing up the books in the hopes that I will find a job as a designer. And yes, despite my parent's advice to NEVER EVER be an artist (I don't take advice very well), I wish to make my living drawing things on the computer screen.
I felt that I was quite lucky that all my co-workers, bosses, advisers, friends, and peer showered me with praise for my work even when I felt it was undeserving. After all, I had no idea what I was doing, I have never studied design, and I have taken a hands-on approach to my education about shapes, forms, colors, and typography. So armed with false self-confidence, I started to apply for design-related jobs as early as January of this year.
But as you know from my laments above, that this task has proved more difficult than I imagined. No responses came and the phone never rang with an interview on the other line. I applied to jobs in San Francisco, the Bay Area, Los Angeles, New York, Brooklyn, Chicago... and not one city wanted me. As I continued my search the words "for credit only", "DOE", "minimum wage", "no benefits" became more frequent (and quite scary!). It's to the point where entry-level jobs and internships want employees with YEARS of experience and who are willing to work for almost nothing.
As of June 1st, I've applied to nearly 50 jobs and companies, combing craigslist, mediabistro, bruinview, and qbn every day for new openings. I've taken DIY approaches where I browse magazines and wikipedia lists for agencies that I've missed on my radar. And I continue to send out several applications each week in hopes that one will respond.
I'm sure that I'm not the only one in this conundrum. After all, I am competing with the millions of kids who are coming out of the graduating class of 2009, armed with a Bachelors, a few jobs under their belt, and a lot of inexperience to catch up on. The job market is less friendly than years past, and yes, we probably are less-smart than the previous decades of graduates (but hey, we know how to Twitter and Facebook!).
So come August 31, when my apartment lease ends, I will be looking for volunteers to freeload off of.
Thanks. I'm going to get my laundry now.