It’s no secret; the job market sucks everywhere these days. But no where does it suck more than NYC. With the financial center of the world laying off people faster than you can say “how far was the stock market down today,” things have been tough here in
I was in the office on Thursday, red eyes everywhere. I thought my job was safe, or hoped it was. But I got the call Monday from my temp agency, it’s a no go, what was three
I’ve been searching for a job since I arrived here in July 2008. I wasn’t in a hurry when I arrived, thinking I had a few weeks to get things screwed on straight. But then August hit and things started to look grim down on Wall Street. By September, it was like the depression was happening all over again. I saw my first job fair line, (poor little me, it took several bars of chocolate and some high carb. pasta to over come the shock of that), that line was two short blocks and one long block long. I followed to the end of it just to see how long it was. And what really floored me was the verity of people in the line. Young, old, smartly dressed, down-right-slobs, men, women, White, Black, Hispanic, Asians, mercy just about everyone… It was down right discouraging.
The past few months have been a trial of perseverance. Of having something then losing it, of getting somewhere only to have the rug yanked from underneath you. As I said one day in my facebook status, “Sucks eggs”. There have been days of writing cover letters and sending them out only to have no response, there have been days of doing crappy temp jobs, really great temp jobs, being called at 6:30am by some inconsiderate woman who wants you to go to work on a job for her in less than 45 minutes and there have been interviews I thought were in the bag, only to get the form email rejection the next day with out explanation. It’s like a game board, take two steps forward and three back.
The worm in this apple? There isn’t enough apple for all the worms in NYC.
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