“Back in the day”, or so my parents tell me, job searching basically meant submitting a resume and hoping you didn’t have lettuce in your teeth when you went for an interview.
Today, with all of the online applications and job sites and resume styles and cover letters—applying to just one job is a daunting task. And unfortunately, in our current economy, often times you have to apply to 10, 20, 30 or even more jobs before you can even snag an interview.
As a bright eyed and bushy tailed young Liberal Arts student, I was committed to the idea of being a starving artist for a few years and then finding that awesome dream job. I didn’t want to “sell out to the man”, I didn’t want a job in retail (who does?), and I definitely didn’t want a desk job.
Come to find out, I didn’t really know what “starving artist” felt like. It was unpleasant, embarrassing, and definitely NOT what I wanted to be doing for any prolonged period of time.
I knew more or less how you were supposed to job search. I knew what the requirements of my profession were. And pretty soon, I figured out what a lot of young artists and writers find out. I was severely underqualified for pretty much everything. I’d discovered the dreaded cycle of “need experience to get experience, but can’t get a job without the experience”.
It seemed wholly unfair.
But I was determined. By a stroke of sheer luck I had the opportunity to move to Chicago and by my third day there I had a job—as an over-night grocery store price clerk. But heck. I was out of my mom’s living room, and into my own apartment.
It lasted about 7 months. Retail really, really does suck the life out of you. I had had enough of it, and so one fateful weekend I submitted somewhere around 40 applications. I perused Craigslist, various jobsites, some of the freelance websites I was a member of.
Within two weeks I was getting paid to write. The irony of it? My new job was helping desperate people get a job.
It was scary at first, because while I was a great writer, I was still kind of clueless about the whole job thing. But after a few months, something changed. I began getting more and more emails from clients thanking me for my services. Telling me that they now felt confident enough to go after that job they’d been coveting.
Somehow, miraculously, I’d found a job that simultaneously taught me about my industry, the business of finding a job, and gave me the opportunity to help people who, like me, were struggling in their search.
Now, 500+ resumes and cover letters later, I’m kind of an expert, according to my clients. And while this is by no means the end game—I have my own goals, just like all of the talented people I work with every day—I am thoroughly and totally committed to helping other people overcome that same feeling of desperation and intimidation that I felt in my search.