Another Tricky Day - I

Another Tricky Day - I know I've written this post before. I may write it again.

This is the part of the job hunt that I hate the most. Waiting to hear if I made it to the final round of interviews.

It's not the rejection that kills me; if I have one leg up on much of the job-seeking public, it's that I started in radio when I was 16. I got fired from my first radio job when I was 17 (I've never been fired for cause in my life), and of the stations I worked at, I think I only quit a job one time under my own power (two of them closed on me, and the rest were all mass-firings after management changes). Rejection, I can handle. I have scar tissue a foot thick.

Nah. It's the waiting for news that kills me. I still haven't heard from the company I interviewed with on Thursday, which puts things on the border between "they're still making up their minds" and "this isn't going well".

Worse, companies today have taken on a very rude attitude toward job seekers. Rejection letters are very rare - resumes usually go into the void, never to be heard from again (I've sent over 300 in the last seven months). Which may be normal enough in these times, but the worst part is that companies frequently will leave interviewees hanging for weeks or longer after they've made a decision, without a letter or phone call.

It's not all bad; another job lead popped up yesterday, and I think I have another little job locked in for next month. But again, I'm waiting for confirmation.

And waiting.

And waiting is bad enough. Waiting in a pool of sweat, writing away at a computer that gets very balky in this humidity, is worse.

Gaaah. It can only get better, right?