Interview
December 14th 2006 04:41
I am really dragging my big bum into the office in the mornings now. It just seems pointless... What difference does it make if I am on time or not? Only four more business working days and my time on the island is up. It's not like i am doing anything constructive for the company anyway - more like eating up bandwith while I search www.seek.com.au mycareer.com.au and careerone.com.au and generally waste time on msn messenger.
I sit here feeling more depressed by the hour. Contemplating life with one (small) income and FIVE family members. I remember how mum seriosuly told us that we need to get housing commision. I apply for all these great jobs and secretly hoe none of them get in contact becasue I can't imagine the humilaition of turning up to permanent interviews with my pregnancy body on full display for everyone.
So on my lunchbreak today I headed for a recruitment company near work that secialises in temp admin work... That's my quick fix solution until the baby comes. My way to earn money and waste a year of my career life. Needless to say I was not at all enthused and it was a disaster really. I left my resume at home, I did the warm up typing text when i was suppsoed to be doing the real test... And although eventually all my scores were very good, I think i could have done better! My mood had been further squashed into the ground when the text for the typing test contained a paragraph on "In this day and age it is common for employees to find themselves at the prey of down sizing or sudden unemployment" and "Job security is no longer available for any individual". So my eyes are tearing up at the irony of it all. The baby kicks me and I'm PRETTTTTTY sure that a tiny bit of pee came out.
"Great. Now i smell like pee".
Anyway they seem to think I shouldn't have to much trouble getting some temp work after the xmas period... yeehaw.... and I say that in monotone people
I sit here feeling more depressed by the hour. Contemplating life with one (small) income and FIVE family members. I remember how mum seriosuly told us that we need to get housing commision. I apply for all these great jobs and secretly hoe none of them get in contact becasue I can't imagine the humilaition of turning up to permanent interviews with my pregnancy body on full display for everyone.
So on my lunchbreak today I headed for a recruitment company near work that secialises in temp admin work... That's my quick fix solution until the baby comes. My way to earn money and waste a year of my career life. Needless to say I was not at all enthused and it was a disaster really. I left my resume at home, I did the warm up typing text when i was suppsoed to be doing the real test... And although eventually all my scores were very good, I think i could have done better! My mood had been further squashed into the ground when the text for the typing test contained a paragraph on "In this day and age it is common for employees to find themselves at the prey of down sizing or sudden unemployment" and "Job security is no longer available for any individual". So my eyes are tearing up at the irony of it all. The baby kicks me and I'm PRETTTTTTY sure that a tiny bit of pee came out.
"Great. Now i smell like pee".
Anyway they seem to think I shouldn't have to much trouble getting some temp work after the xmas period... yeehaw.... and I say that in monotone people
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