Wednesday, May 10, 2006

I'm glad I'm not the only one.

I don't know what to do with myself. I haven't found a job yet and have thus far been particular about applying for jobs that don't require a degree. I'm going to get less picky very shortly.
I'm at my parents house, which they are trying to treat me like an adult but they're not sure how. I'm still their child, yet I'm an adult. I have an apartment upstairs that came with the house but it hasn't been a full blown in use apartement since before we moved here when I was seven. They've been using it for storage so I have no storage space and the bathroom doesn't work, and there isn't a kitchen. So I basically have to still deal with the family for that stuff.
My parents have announced to everyone they know that I'm looking for a job. Then they ask if they know anyone who is hiring. Which is their version of networking. To me it smacks to much of Oliver, holding out his bowl and piteously asking, Please sir, will you give my daughter a job?
It embarrasses me, even though they mean well. Some of jobs that I have told about have nothing to do with my major or what I want to do. Like my grandma who said, I was watching the news and they had a note after the broadcast about positions they were hiring for, I didn't have a pen so I couldn't write anything down but you could always go online where you can print our your own application and everything.
Or my cousin who said, If you're into English, you can move to Asia and get a really good job making lots of money. They're always looking for people who can write English well.
My biggest pet peeve so far: My parents open my mail. Apparently they've been doing this for years and just didn't tell me. They open anything from USU, anything that looks important, and any place that looks like I may have applied for a job there. That's how I found out about two job thank-you- you're-not-what-we're-looking-for letters. They usually don't tell me about the letters for a week after they've opened them which means I need to start getting to the mail before them.

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