To post, or not to post? (AKA what do the unemployed do?)

I have struggled with this question all day, actually.  See, things were going okay in my life.  I had a job I was dang good at, I had a debt payment plan all worked out for my life, and then I had the joyous event of being laid off today.  I think that the only good thing that came out of it was that I was one of the first to go, and that I didn’t witness the bloodbath that came afterwards.  I know of at least six VPs or higher that went, and another two dozen minimum.  And that’s just the beginning.  By going early, I was told to not even finish my lunch (I was eating at my desk today because I had to leave early for the vet with the @#$%^! cat), don’t worry about packing up my desk, just come back on Saturday and pack it all in.

Yeah, so I’ve shed a lot of tears in the last ten hours.  I was fine until someone asked me, “Are you okay?”.  Well, no, stupid lady, I just got the boot, of course I’m not okay!  I am unemployed!  Eleven years with the company and my boss cannot even do me the courtesy of looking me in the eye, instead he is handed a script–in front of me, no less–and reads from it instead of talking to me directly.  Putz.

Sorry, strong language, I know.

So I’ve just finished sending off my resume to four friends, have a list of people to call in the AM, and need a job.  I’m okay for about a month, but after that it’s going to have to be back at the restaurants if I cannot find anything.  And that, my dears, is the last thing I want.

So here are my skills:

  • Extremely proficient in Excel, PowerPoint, Publisher, Word, Adobe PageMaker, Adobe Photoshop
  • Masters in Business Administration, Undergraduate degree in English Grammar, American History, and Family/Child Development (no, I don’t teach.  Maybe that was a mistake).
  • Experienced in developing/leading training for software/computer usage, project specs, sales policies and practices
  • Extensive work in report development and analysis for everything from sales figures to payroll to bonus numbers to projected revenue

I know there is a ton more, but I’m sure you don’t want to hear about how I used to rebuild Scooby Doo heads or balance accounts receivables or bartend for Broadway shows.

The big question people keep asking me is “what do you want to do”?  Damned if I know.  I have been sorta looking around for a few years, but everything that headhunters came back to me with was at $10-$15K less than what I made already.  Uh, no.  I have been, well, had been, at my job for ELEVEN YEARS, people!  You work yourself into a niche and it’s hard to imagine something different.

I’ll tell you what I wouldn’t mind doing though.  I loved working with people.  Clients, customers, employees, you name it.  I was darned good at training, especially if it was in smaller groups or one-on-one.  Came up with development initiatives, training modules, you name it.  I also did relocations for the company, which was fun.

But you know what my dream job is? Getting paid to either go to school or to read.  And since reading is like going to school that would work for me.  Being a proofreader would be the greatest thing–get paid to read books.  Technical books, fiction books, crappy scifi (sorry, C, I know that’s your fav!), I don’t care.  But being paid to read works for me.

Someone even suggested that I try to find a job writing/editing if it is available.  I don’t think I’m that great of a writer, but V disagrees so in my current emotional state I’ll agree with her.  I can pull stuff out of nowhere, that’s for sure, and shoot if it’s something like book/movie/restaurant reviews for the web/paper sure why not.

It’s getting late now, and I’m losing focus.  It’s been an emotional day for me.  I’ve never lost a job before where I wasn’t already working at least one other at the time.  I had only the one, and I liked it that way. I’ve had more than one person utter the platitude “When God closes a door He opens a window” and I know that the saying is true for a reason, but at the moment I feel like my window is painted shut and is going to need a crowbar to get it open.  I never have liked that expression.  I can handle “God only gives you what you are strong enough to carry” but I don’t feel that strong at this moment, in fact I feel pretty darn defeated.

I know, I know, this is when my faith is supposed to kick in.  I told you, I’m not as solid as my brother is.  I have to really work at it, and I guess this is going to be another one of those times where I work my butt off to remember what I think is true.

Sorry, another tangent there.  I’m going to hit the sack, and start on my call list in the morning.  It’s going to be interesting, as Wachovia just laid off 3000 people, Circuit City is laying off constantly, and I just found out that Capital One has laid off quite a few as well.  But keep your fingers crossed!  I’ve decided that headhunters are secondary to who you know, so I’m going to try and contact those that I know tomorrow and see what can happen.

But in the meantime, if anyone out there in the wide world of cyberspace knows of anything, keep me in mind!!!

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