leticia: (laughing eyes)
Money money job happy happy happy! ^______^
leticia: (monster)

In a way, it almost hurts worse when the prospective employer bothers to send me a rejection letter than when they just ignore me.

...If they just don't contact me, I can feel like, you know, there's hope, until it fades off slowly. The rejection letter means "Screw you. Five and a half years of college DON'T QUALIFY YOU FOR SQUAT."

If I could tell high school students one thing, it'd be "Screw college. Go get a god damn job. College just makes you overqualified for anything that'll hire you without years of experience. The only way to succeed is to go to college full time while you work full time so that you have experience and training both for the good jobs."

...And in the mean time, I'm jumping hoops to try to apply for another job. Whee. Bet this one's a non-responder.

ETA: NOt a chance in hell am I getting this one. There's other applicants, after all.


Jun. 6th, 2003 05:15 pm
leticia: (angry)
God, I'm never going to get a full time job.

The last application I sent out just came back - the postal service randomly decided that two fucking first class stamps aren't enough for a standard legal envelope with three fucking sheets of paper in it. They also canceled the stamps I did put on it, just to add insult to injury.

Now, it's a week after the job was posted and I haven't got a hope that they'd still consider my application.

I'm never going to get a full time job. There's no hope. There's absolutely no hope. The whole world is conspiring against me. There's no logic that they should have sent back that envelope. As far as I can tell, it's entirely a 1 stamp package, and I added another to be sure. I thought "I don't need to waste this thirty seven cents, but I WILL, because I want to be SURE."

I could cry. Wait, no, I am crying.

I'm barely paying my loans back with contracting work, I have no benefits, I have no money to do anything but barely exist. I'm in a depressed economy where there's no need for progammers, and I have no skills for non-college ed jobs. It's something in my field - which there are none - or unskilled labor.

Someone shoot me. Please. Or just loan me a gun.

I just can't do this. I desperately need a full time job and even when I think I've got a good shot at a position, life reminds me that I'm not SUPPOSED to succeed. Now they won't even get the fucking application.

No, don't look at me like that. I'll remail it tomorrow. I know they'll never give me the job this late, but I'll try, I have to. Of course, there's not a chance in hell of salvaging the stamps by resending it in the current envelope with "MORE POSTAGE NEEDED" written all over it, because that would look unprofessional, so I have to go buy more envelopes, too, and stamps. SHOOT ME.


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