Failed: Resumé writing 101

[vaneramos]

Yesterday I was supposed to attend a resumé seminar, but the instructor didn't think I was ready. I made the mistake of waffling for a moment over what kind of job this particular resumé would be designed for. Uncertainty was not welcome in her seminar. She sent me back to the employment advisor.

I met this woman a few years ago when I started my own business. She is stupid, intolerant and a poor listener. She didn't like me then. She has probably forgotten me, but she still doesn't like me. The job counseling service should not set her loose on confused, unemployed people, but undoubtedly their budget is limited.

I should have stood my ground and stayed for the seminar. Once again, I went with the flow and didn't realize until later, I could have said no.

Fortunately my advisor was more helpful, gave me additional homework and set up a time to work on my resumé one-on-one next week. But I came home demoralized, wondering if I am unemployable.

The bad part was I didn't feel like writing. I didn't even want to post to LJ or read about anyone else's life. By evening I persuaded myself to do so. Withdrawal is not a displeasure I can afford.

I still managed to put the day to good use. All morning I scoured internet employment sites for greenhouse and landscaping jobs, which is one of my interests. In the process I turned up several proofreading and copy editing jobs which didn't seem to require much experience (I have plenty of experience, but a big gap in my employment history). That would be ideal, but my chances of finding something in that field in Guelph are undoubtedly slim.

In the afternoon I cleaned house in anticipation of Danny djjo's arrival for a weekend visit.

Light rain fell throughout the night. In the past hour it has turned heavy. The middle of the storm is supposed to reach Toronto at noon, while Danny is on the bus. I'm going downtown to meet him at the terminal, likely getting soaked in the last vestiges of Isabel.

If you don't hear from me this weekend, don't worry. It could mean we got washed away, but more likely I will be dissolving my frustrations in the most pleasurable employment possible. I have no complaint about staying indoors for the next 24 hours.

Comments

Mmmmmm....sexxxual healing....

[leafshimmer.livejournal.com]

Have a wonderful visit with Danny! Let him love, lick, nip and scruffle all your frustrations into sweetest oblivion.

hugs, Shimmer

Re: Mmmmmm....sexxxual healing....

[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

Sex plus much more. Thank you. It has been a long three weeks since Labour Day. :)

[leafshimmer.livejournal.com]

Re the long three weeks--tell me about it, dear. It's been early August since I last saw *my* sweetie. I've been well occupied since then but I do miss him.

Hope you're thinking about doing some more writing next week. The novel seems like a wonderful way for you to express both some of the more sombre themes, and the youthful lightheartedness, that are amongst your many gifts.

moment of Vent

[roosterbear.livejournal.com]

The job counseling service should not set her loose on confused, unemployed people, but undoubtedly their budget is limited.

Ugh. Somehow, the irony that such a miserable person who doesn't do well in her job like is employed, while people who have talents and qualifications (such as yourself) are not, really pisses me off. I had the same sense of frustration when quillon kept getting passed over for positions as many of his lazy, bratty, inexperienced asskissing coworkers kept finding jobs.

Hang in there, buddy. *hug*

Re: moment of Vent

[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

Well, I have to stay optimistic. It's only the beginning. I have occasionally applied for jobs, but this is the first time in years I have launched a serious job search. Unfortunately, running into people like this is specifically one of the things that intimidates me about going back to work.

[ranger1.livejournal.com]

"Failed," yes. But the failure is not yours.

Fuhgeddabouddit. Sweetness awaits.

[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

I hope so. :)

[jaique.livejournal.com]

Who ever thought the simple desire to make an honest living would become such a big, complicated deal? Something's wrong with that picture.

[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

It would be simpler if I had the confidence to write up a resumé and head into an interview on my own, but with the way my history has gone I'm looking for some moral support. I thought this service would be helpful. We'll see.