So, I know everyone is in suspense about updates on my latest/only interview. Well, either wait longer or go watch the news cause I got nothing. Can you believe it!? I sat in an office, which took me an hour to commute to might I add, for one hour, blabbering away about considering the giving up of my soul to the damned company and not even an email back. Even after I wrote this lovely thank you email stating how appreciative I was for the opportunity, which wasn’t even a lie. Even if let’s say they did not receive my email I still believe they owe me a response one way or the other. I am feeling quite bitter about the whole thing to be honest. I understand they have a lot of candidates to interview and it takes time to get back to the ones that didn’t tickle their fancies, but then why sit with me for an hour? In any case, it is like they say about relationships better to find out early than to get married and have to hire a lawyer, go to court, and fight custody battles over little Tiffany and Daniel. Those names certainly weren’t hip enough. Is it me or are names getting more and more “different” as time goes on. I babysat for children named Aubrey and Garrett and their friends’ children Hunter and Paige. Don’t get me wrong Mike and Rachel were boring me too, but we must really put the limit...

I did it. I went on an interview. It seemed like a great job. I wore a new wintery skirt that I had bought for these very occasions, stockings, high heels, and a nice blouse to go with it. The building was gorgeous and filled with hundreds of offices that made me wonder what all those people staring at their computers were doing all day and if it would someday affect my life. I walked into one of these hundreds of offices for my interview and was told to wait a few minutes in their sitting room as I try my hardest to get to interviews ridiculously early just so that we can actually start the process on the right foot. Meaning I am not gasping for air because I ran to make it on time and they do not think I am slacker for being unable to arrive, in the middle of the day no less, to an interview on time. 

In any case, I was finally called in after about 10 minutes. I know it is stereotypical and incorrect, but I always imagine interviewers to be older men, slightly gray and balding, in a sport coat and kakis. I have got to join the 21^st century.   Many women are in positions of leadership and younger adults are given managerial positions more quickly than years ago if they can prove themselves in a short amount of time. To my surprise a young...

So, my friend recently sent me this job that looks really interesting. Seems like it pays decently, has good benefits, and is related to multiculturalism, which I find to be an important topic.

But, now I struggle with those damned marketing campaigns that we were all supposed to somehow learn along the way. And the product I speak of is ourselves. They desire to know why I am the right person for this job. The resume thing, I get-but those cover letters, or the marketing advertisements, are really tough.

Where do I start? Do I start with some slogan for myself? Deborah is soo much betta than the rest!! Maybe I should draw a picture of pom poms just so they know how enthusiastic I am. No, but seriously. I suppose I will just wing it and write what I really think. That in college I opened my horizons, took many different subjects, traveled around the world for a while, and always tried throughout my life to be open to people who are different than me. Hopefully I can throw in some other experiences from college such as when we tried to make “peace” between Muslims, Christians, and Jews by bringing in some comedians, making peace signs, and eating...

Hello again. So I sit and spend another day staring at my computer thinking contradictory thoughts at the exact same time. How wonderful the invention of the computer was that I can find a job while in my pajamas and what a drag the invention of the computer was as I would feel a lot more productive if I could walk around introducing myself and actually seeing first hand the places that I am about to send my details off to and maybe even someday live off of their profits-or nonprofits, however that works. But, se la vie as they say. Here I am searching all the sites I know about-which include but are not limited to, idealist.org, Jewishjobs.com, monster.com, and even craigslist. So far I have sent out at least 10 resumes, which I am told is a relatively small amount. I guess because of my last list of goals I am hesitant when I see job descriptions that have to do with things such as media buying because although this may be fine for some, I do not think I would get anything out of it. Am I being too picky? If I want to be too picky will I be forced to go back to school for my master's degree? If we are going to talk about a two way streak than I must admit to myself that maybe I don't yet deserve to have this perfect job that I dream about. After all what do I have that anyone else my age with a liberal arts degree doesn’t have? The funny...

So, I recently came back from traveling some around the world and now it is time to really get serious about finding a job.  Since my major in university was a mixture of Liberal arts combined with a sprinkle of liberal history, it didn't leave me with any type of specific career goals.  I was always jealous of those people that studied something solid such as nursing or education.  There never seemed like there was much to think about.  Show up at a school or a hospital and say hello here I am, now give me a job with a good pension that will last until I am about 56 years old.  But then again thinking isn't so bad now and again and that is what I have been doing for the past few weeks trying desperately to come up with a job that might be suitable for me.  Of course it is a two way streak because even if I somehow think being a Broadway dancer is suitable for me I am in doubt that anymore besides maybe three people (my mom, dad, and grandma) would tend to agree with me.  So, now I turn to the internet as I have done here.  There are only so many hours you can spend revising your resume, editing the cover letters, and pressing send hoping for that call back. ...