Well, That Sucks.

I had a second interview scheduled for today for which I was one of two candidates being considered. I was excited. I bought new shoes and a necklace. It is raining today so I was ready to leave early and drive there so that I didn’t have to schlepp. I prepared for the interview, reading a very long document over the holiday weekend, and running through what I would say to wow the president and CFO of the company. I was nervous but thrilled for the opportunity, and I didn’t tell anyone about the interview, not in the way I’ve talked about others. The job, if won, would have meant two things: my nightmare would be over, and I’d be moving into a field that I would love to work in.

The interview was just cancelled.

The job is no longer available.

The president of the company wants to go in a different direction.

Fuck.

 

Third Time’s a Charm?

I did it. I went to my final mandatory meeting at the NYS Department of Labor. I brought in my spreadsheets, my resume, and my desire never to grace those halls ever again, for as long as I live.

Once again, the waiting. Once again, the review of the spreadsheet. But this time, the employee of this fine, gray-walled institution took her time, flipped pages back and forth. Increasingly nervous, I asked “Is there something you’re looking for but not seeing?” “No”, she replied, “but I do have to make sure that all of the dates line up.”

Are you not impressed by my yellow header? Are you not enthralled by the breakdown of the minutiae? Don’t you want to praise me for what has clearly been stellar job search reporting?

Apparently not.

Employee of said gray-walled institution went around the room, inspecting everyone’s documents. When she finished, she said that there were a number of seminars one could attend to help with his/her search. Please know one very important detail about all of this…

I have 16 days left of unemployment insurance.

16.

Days.

If you are not getting interviews, perhaps your resume needs revising. If you are not on LinkedIn you should be (there’s a seminar for that). If you are not networking, following-up, emailing and cold-calling… frankly, I think that if you aren’t slamming your head into a wall then you’re doing just fine.

I asked said employee how many interviews the NYS Department of Labor thought should be happening, and she said to me – completely straight-faced – one every two weeks. Holy fuck. When I told employee that I hadn’t gotten nearly that many she said that she’d be happy to review my resume and make any suggestions on how to revise it. I graciously accepted.

What? You don’t think she would’ve marked my record somewhere if I didn’t?

 

Ghosting Strikes Again

This is a new one, and I write about it only because it’s now happened twice in as many days.

On Wednesday last week a recruiter reached out to me asking to set up an interview for a job I’d applied to the previous week. She contacted me on LinkedIn and asked for my availability the following day. I replied, giving her a very small window as it happened to be a busy day for me.

She did not respond to my email.

I reached out on the day I thought we would be talking and told her my availability for the following day which was open but for a lunch date.

Again, no response.

Friday I applied to a job via Indeed.com using their “easy” application process. Later that afternoon I was contacted by the person to whom the position would be reporting asking for my availability today. I promptly replied telling him when I could meet.

No response.

I wrote again this morning with a very breezy email, circling back to our email exchange of Friday afternoon.

No response.

Here’s the truth about job hunting. As much as you may want to find a job or even as much as you need to find a job, what does it say about the company to which you’ve applied when the person interviewing you doesn’t respond to emails, email chains which they themselves have initiated. I grant you that you absolutely must make room for the fact that “something suddenly came up”, but don’t you at some point have to throw up your hands and let it go?

I’m flummoxed by this. Assuming nothing did come up which took them away from the conversation, what did I say that caused these contacts to ghost themselves … simply disappear from the conversation. Has the process become so impersonal that common courtesy doesn’t enter the equation even when a human is involved? How is this okay?

Perhaps I’ll hear from one or both of them, and perhaps I won’t. Needless to say if I do, it will be a really interesting decision I have to make.

~ Kelly

 

My Name Is Not Kelly

A little bit of a change from posts past…

My job hunt has been morphing of late, all for the good, but I continue to participate in the old fashioned process of (a) looking online, (b) finding something that I think I could be willing to do, and (c) applying online.

A few months ago – August to be exact – I applied online for a temporary position at a company that shall remain nameless. I even had a connection there and called upon him to get my resume to a real person.

Nothing.

Several weeks later I saw the that posting was “new” on LinkedIn so attempted to apply again online but was told by the online robot that I could not do so. Okay. I decided to take the step of finding someone on LinkedIn to reach out to directly to say … “Hey. Is this position still open?”

No reply.

My first online application was August 9. Today is November 4. I saw online again today the position listed as “NEW” on LinkedIn. What the what?! So, I went to the company’s website and yes indeed, the job was still posted. So, I decided that I would reach out to the Executive VP of HR and say “Hey. Is this position still open?”

The exec did reply and said that they were very close to making a final decision but that I could talk to the head recruiter for more information. I sent the recruiter an email and do you know what she did? In the email telling me that they really were close to making a final decision and therefore it wasn’t of use to resubmit my materials, she called me “Kelly”.

My name is not Kelly.