Searching for a job has to be the single most demoralizing thing I have ever, ever experienced. I got home from a trip to NYC today, which was great fun, to find not one but TWO rejection letters waiting for me. The first one didn't surprise me; it came very quickly after I'd submitted my application, I wasn't really well qualified, and I probably waited too long to send it anyway. So that was a minor disappointment, but it wasn't a full-time job and it's in the wrong city anyway, so, whatever.
But the other one. I've been stressing out about this for more than a month now, because it would have been PERFECT - a history museum job in the city I wanted (where I went to college and where my boyfriend and a number of other friends still live). I am qualified, and I shamelessly worked the few connections I had, asking my senior thesis adviser to promote me to his contacts at that museum. I submitted my application on July 10th and followed up (by email, at my adviser's suggestion) three weeks later. Through my adviser I sort of already knew that I didn't get the job. He told me they were setting up interviews and I knew I hadn't been asked for one. But the thing is, this rejection letter - received on August 13, more than a month later - was the first contact from the museum.
And that pisses me off beyond belief. Until today, I didn't even know if they received my application, because they couldn't do me the damn courtesy of taking ten seconds to reply to my email. It's not just them, either, I've had this experience an number of times. "Busy" or "we received tons of applications" should not be an excuse for "rude." And, dear HR departments of the world, if you really have too many applications to respond to, hire me to do it. Seriously, if you don't want people to call you asking for more information, give it to them before they need to ask. It's not complicated and it won't take that much time, and I'm sure I'm not the only one who could do it for you for a measly wage.
This system is obnoxious, yes, but even beyond that, I'm personally worried. If I can't even get an interview for a job in my field that I was qualified for, how am I ever going to find anything? I've read from people in museums on LinkedIn and some other places that you should volunteer and intern and it's a slog and you have to gain experience - well, ok, but am I supposed to keep living with my parents in a city where I don't have any friends for three years so I can spend one day a week inventorying collections? I don't want to do that, and I am not pleased about entering a field that relies on un- or under-paid labor and often requires a master's degree, meaning it's something only people who can afford to not make money for a while can do. I already have $20,000 in student loans from undergrad - admittedly by my own choice, and that's fine - but it means I can't take on more for a master's and certainly not if I'm going to have to volunteer for another year after getting that master's. But I have no earthly idea what else I'm going to do or what I want to do.
Useless advice I have received includes:
- find your passion! Yeah, whatever. Tell me how to make money at my passion or make money to pursue some other passion and then we'll talk.
- Travel while you're young and unattached! First, are you making a contribution to the Unemployed Graduate Travels Fund? And second, do relationships (and not just romantic ones, but friendships too) formed under age 25 just not count or something?
- Humanities majors can do anything because you can write and communicate and that's what employers really value! yeah, ok, then why has no one hired me? Related to this one is "just find a job while you figure out what you really want." No shit, people, that's been my goal all along. If it were that simple I'd have a job already.
And I guess I do, strictly speaking, because I'm in training to teach SAT prep courses, but it's part-time in the wrong place and if I can't significantly raise my math score on the test I won't pass training, so there's that. I have a meeting later this week with an old professor to talk about graduate school options, including careers after them, so maybe that will give me some more direction, and the science museum where I volunteer may be applying for a grant for two two-year positions, and I bet I could get the collections manager to seriously consider me. So it's not like I have no prospects or I'm just sitting around complaining about it, but it's incredibly frustrating and it's only getting worse as the school year starts and it sinks in that this isn't as temporary as I want it to be. I just don't know how I'm supposed to hold together well enough to go through this process indefinitely and not become totally cynical, despairing, and angry at the world.


ARRR!


the whole setup really sucks.
congratulations on passing the math part of the training! Thanks for the update 