Sunday, July 24, 2016

when you're between gigs fighting rejection probably the hardest thing I

it's amazing how quickly you can cycle down to low (depression) when you send out resumes and talk to people about employment (1099/w2).

You get contacts from:
1. agency headhunters who want to show you the next great thing (of course they don't actually have it; they are just trying to up the number of submissions), or ...
2.  company websites, to say thank you very much for replying.
( if in fact we actually want to interview you we will let you know thanks).

But you have to up the failure rate. And the only thing in marketing that I understand well is that if you don't make contacts you can't possibly sell your product; in this case you're prodoct is yourself and it's damn difficult to do.

ok. I'm tired of dwelling on man's inhumanity to man (apologies to the ladies, I'm just using olde languge).  I'm tired of debating Hillary versus Bernie, and wringing my proverbial hands at the excesses of Trump.  But mostly, I'm tired of a treadmill economy and the denigration of work.  If you are not... the 1% of the 1%, then you are a failure,  a big, fat failure.  I don't accept it.
Even when rent/mortgage/DWP is due and I'm dancing as fast as I can... and certain friends (non-friends?) unabashedly advise me that my skills with computers/programming/engineering are sadly out of date;  and that I am useless in any capacity to them.  Because it may be true; but I refuse to believe that in a general case I am useless.