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Thursday, When you can hear them bounce over the phone, you know you're in trouble Time for another update in the continuing saga of my search for gainful employment: I haven't heard back from the national paramilitary organization, which leads me to suspect that they've either chosen someone else from their short list or everyone in the office has gone on vacation after the big national hoopla. Which isn't impossible -- I know the position is currently empty, mainly because I saw the waiting cubicle on my second interview, but what with it being summer and everyone either out at the Hoopla or getting ready for a big meeting in Philadelphia, I suspect that the candidate choosing process isn't exactly a priority item at the moment. Fine with me -- I'm covered for all my August expenses now, so they can dally until the middle of the month with no detrimental effects on my part. Besides, I got an extremely enthusiastic call and an email from another recruiter today -- she'd found my resume on the web and said I was a perfect match for this one position they had, and could I send her an updated resume listing all my computer applications and how I'd used them in previous jobs so that she could rush it over to the hiring manager right away? Gee, that sounds familiar, so you'll pardon me if I don't get all het up in response. But I sent her my resume anyway -- it really does sound ideal for me, as the hiring company rejected a bunch of resumes the recruiters sent over yesterday with the explanation that they needed a tech writer with web design and graphics experience. And the fact that I'm willing to negotiate on salary is also a plus, according to the recruiter (which shouldn't be that much of a shock -- in this market, lots of people are willing to take salary cuts in return for work, any work). She said she was going to call me by the end of the day with news, and she did call to ask about the gaps in my resume -- I explained that they were caused by four years of enforced joblessness due to stupid immigration laws. Other than that, I don't have the faintest idea what's happening -- SOP by now, really. And of course, the fact that she seemed so enthusiastic and that the job is well-suited to me means that 1) it'll abruptly be put "on hold," 2) the recruiter will get a call tomorrow saying that they found a candidate from another agency or 3) they'll turn me down and I'll never hear from the recruiter again. Who, me cynical? You betcha. Screw it -- we're actually supposed to get some rain this weekend, and I've had some real protein and a nice green salad for dinner, so I'm not in the mood to bitch about anything right now.
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