Job hunting is lonely in the big city

I have always worked. That may not seem like much of a testament, but perhaps if you knew my upbringing and life it is a feat of sorts to be proud of. I had a child as a teenager and while I did have moments where I needed a bit of help with daycare and school, for the most part I was self sufficient.

I have worked in some interesting jobs, from a Crossbow factory to a Kosher Deli, where we were all high on black beauties and running our asses off, trying to not laugh at our clenched teeth and fast talk. I have made Pixie Sticks in giant sugar filled room, cut fabric and glued foam and worked at an upscale Dinner Theatre where I got to wear gowns and make obscene tips doing very little. I was a food runner, a meat wrapper, a sales woman, an inventory taker, a bartender and a Proofreader all the way to Administration work and Investor relations. Hell I even worked at my boss’s ex wife drycleaners when she was short staffed.

Suffice it to say I am the Jane of all Trades, not afraid to try new things, self assured when it comes to my capabilities and willing and able to tackle all tasks at hand. One thing I do lack however is a proper degree. I must say that if I had the money and time to pursue a degree I would, having this desire to obtain one in my lifetime. But alas I do not have one, and apparently years of stability and hard work are not a qualification that matters in this shallow city.

I have been on a lot of interviews lately, and no matter how beaten down I feel I am always upbeat and sure the interview went well. And yet I have not received one single call back from one decent job I have gone on. Lesser jobs that are a dime a dozen are a different story. But I do not want those jobs, I have paid my dues, I deserve to make a decent wage, to be respected as a mature woman with a great deal of experience and expertise. There is nothing more humiliating in my eyes than some pimple faced kid grilling me and worse judging me. I am too old and I have no degree. So fuck you.

I have followed up with calls thanking the said interviewer and still not even the courtesy of a call back.

So I am keeping my head high, and not letting this get me down, or make me feel less than the wonderful talented person I know I am.