So I am officially taking to my blog to vent. Shocker I know.
I just got off the phone with a lovely "No It All" manager who is probably 5 years younger than me and has been working for the same company since she graduated college so she is clueless to the world outside her company and what she does. This brat (how unprofessional and immature of me) had the audacity to act like she was better than me because I was a pharmaceutical rep and she would "never be a pharmaceutical rep because she dealt with more of a hard sale not a soft sale". Umm I'm sorry little Miss No It All but the next time you make that assumption I suggest that you actually walk a day in a pharm reps shoes and then you can decide whether it is a hard or soft sale because I guarentee you it is a hard sale!!!!!!!! And no Miss No It All I am not going to "close" you and "ask you for the job" because I would rather throw on my apron again than work for a company that wants me to make 30 calls a day and 40 telemarketing calls!! I HATE NO IT ALLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
The Waiting Game
There is this boring and exciting game that I have been playing with my email today called The Waiting Game. Heres how you play:
Wake up, log in to your email and see if you have an email from Watson Pharmaceuticals saying that you made it to the second round of interviews.
Walk the dog
Log in again to hotmail to see if you have any new messages. Nope nothing from Watson Pharmaceuticals.
Vaccum and eat breakfast
Check facebook, check hotmail account again. Still nothing.
Take a shower
No new mail. damit I hate this game.
Apply for 10 new jobs on careerbuilder, update resume, draft another cover letter.
STILL NO NEW MAIL!!!!
Talk to an old coworker, work on blog
Surprise, Surprise still no new mail. I WILL NOT CHECK MY EMAIL UNTIL 4pm.
Have a breakdown and decide to take a break from the job search for an hour.
Doesnt this sound like a fun and exciting game????????? I HATE THE WAITING GAME!!!!!!!
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Sarah Hambley Class of 99
So this weekend is my 10 year high school reunion. Yes that's right folks I will officially have to reintroduce my self to people who probably never spoke a word to me and now want to know where I am in life. Well here it is:
No I'm not married
No I'm not seeing anyone
Nope no kids
A job you ask...well that's an interesting situation
If you are not familiar with how high school was for me let me bring you full circle. I graduated from the wealthiest public high school in Charleston. Needless to say while I was revving up my 1986 bright blue Volvo in the parking lot I was getting passed by kids in brand new 4runners or BMW's. 98% of my graduating class went on to college and a majority of them went out of state to some of the best universities in the country. Those same kids who are now adults are probably physicians, physicists, or chemists making a killing while I am sitting here trying to find the meaning in life.
Some advice that I have been given is to make up some amazing job or say that I am "working on something great". "Great" you say....... "Great" would be if I was living in a million dollar townhouse with a closet full of True Religion, Fendi and Chanel. "Great" would be being engaged to a down to earth celebrity who just wanted me to stay home and throw a benefit here and there to help the less fortunate while working out with my trainer and shopping. "Great" would be driving around in my BMW or Range Rover (weather permitting of course). And finally "Great" would be having $50k in my rainy day fund in case the down to earth celebrity decided to move on to something better. I know its a little far fetched but that would be "Great".
Instead I will probably just list my occupation as a "Career Seeker". My marital status as "single" ( you never know who you could meet at these things) and children as "1 large and lovable 4 legged yellow Labrador who goes by the name Teddy when he wants".
I guess all those things are pretty "Great" as well......
No I'm not married
No I'm not seeing anyone
Nope no kids
A job you ask...well that's an interesting situation
If you are not familiar with how high school was for me let me bring you full circle. I graduated from the wealthiest public high school in Charleston. Needless to say while I was revving up my 1986 bright blue Volvo in the parking lot I was getting passed by kids in brand new 4runners or BMW's. 98% of my graduating class went on to college and a majority of them went out of state to some of the best universities in the country. Those same kids who are now adults are probably physicians, physicists, or chemists making a killing while I am sitting here trying to find the meaning in life.
Some advice that I have been given is to make up some amazing job or say that I am "working on something great". "Great" you say....... "Great" would be if I was living in a million dollar townhouse with a closet full of True Religion, Fendi and Chanel. "Great" would be being engaged to a down to earth celebrity who just wanted me to stay home and throw a benefit here and there to help the less fortunate while working out with my trainer and shopping. "Great" would be driving around in my BMW or Range Rover (weather permitting of course). And finally "Great" would be having $50k in my rainy day fund in case the down to earth celebrity decided to move on to something better. I know its a little far fetched but that would be "Great".
Instead I will probably just list my occupation as a "Career Seeker". My marital status as "single" ( you never know who you could meet at these things) and children as "1 large and lovable 4 legged yellow Labrador who goes by the name Teddy when he wants".
I guess all those things are pretty "Great" as well......
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Life is like a box of chocolates.... or maybe a pile of s%$t
Okay so I am totally new to this whole blogging thing. I became inspired to "journal" as my mother would say when I lost my job but I decided to step into 2009 and blog instead after reading my friend Julies blog http://joblessjulie.wordpress.com/. So here goes...
Forrest Gump once sat on a park bench and said "Life is like a box of chocolates.. you never know what you're gonna get". I would like to take that one step further and say that "Life is like a box of chocolates or maybe a pile of s&*^". Let me explain... Recently I had my life or box of chocolates yanked away from me when I was let go from my job as a pharmaceutical sales rep. I know, I know poor pitiful me. No need for the pity party folks I took a job in an unsteady industry that lays off its people left and right so needless to say it was going to happen to me at some point within my career. Did I expect it to happen with no notice and no severance? Hellicopter no!! This is where the "pile if s*&t" part comes in. I had my career, car, computer, paycheck and independence taken from me in 36 hours which as a result left me with no job, no car, no money and a large hangover. But things are looking on the up and up.
Thanks to my parents I am in love with the older volvo that is parked in my driveway at a 5% interest and yes I stood in the unemployment line with everyone else in the Charleston area (that was an expierence in itself) and thanks to my sister I am typing and sending my resumes on a borrowed Dell. (oddly enough that is one application that the iPhone has not created yet). Back to the dreaded unemployment line or should I say DMV. I myself being the young professional that I am questioned what to wear to the unemployment line. Do I go business professional, business casual or jeans? I opted for jeans and my cardigan sweater from Ann Taylor, flats and my coach bag. Needless to say I drew some stares. I could have gone in cutoffs and the infamous redneck tanktop like the rest of Kanawha county and no one would have even looked at me but Oh No not me I will not look like I am unemployed. Note to self.....you are unemployed! After filling out paperwork and realizing that I am not that good at "clerical" work I had to sit in a unemployment orientation and watch a VHS from 1996 on the unemployment handbook. Yippee!!! Then I was forced to give my statement to a deputy about why I was "discharged" from my current position so that they can send it off to my employer. Correct me if I am wrong but I got let go I didnt get arrested for having a meth lab. The deputy told me that it could take up to 21 days for my employer to deny or accept the claim and that I would have to wait on them to make their decision before I would recieve my benefits. Friday the 14th will be 21 days so keep your fingers crossed!
In the past three days I have applied for over 30 jobs, typed and hopefully mastered the perfect resume for a variety of positions and as a result the "older" and very much appreciated Dell has crashed on me a total of 5 times. I have walked my dog every few hours so I wont get bed sores and taken a bath at 1am to help me relax. I am now addicted to Chelsea Lately at 11pm and 12am and have gotten caught up on General Hospital. That Sonny he ceases to amaze me. All in days work... and yes it is true that trying to find a job is like having a job especially when you have no clue what you want to be when you grow up! I am 28 right... shouldn't I know this by now. And the "pile of s&*t" grows........
Forrest Gump once sat on a park bench and said "Life is like a box of chocolates.. you never know what you're gonna get". I would like to take that one step further and say that "Life is like a box of chocolates or maybe a pile of s&*^". Let me explain... Recently I had my life or box of chocolates yanked away from me when I was let go from my job as a pharmaceutical sales rep. I know, I know poor pitiful me. No need for the pity party folks I took a job in an unsteady industry that lays off its people left and right so needless to say it was going to happen to me at some point within my career. Did I expect it to happen with no notice and no severance? Hellicopter no!! This is where the "pile if s*&t" part comes in. I had my career, car, computer, paycheck and independence taken from me in 36 hours which as a result left me with no job, no car, no money and a large hangover. But things are looking on the up and up.
Thanks to my parents I am in love with the older volvo that is parked in my driveway at a 5% interest and yes I stood in the unemployment line with everyone else in the Charleston area (that was an expierence in itself) and thanks to my sister I am typing and sending my resumes on a borrowed Dell. (oddly enough that is one application that the iPhone has not created yet). Back to the dreaded unemployment line or should I say DMV. I myself being the young professional that I am questioned what to wear to the unemployment line. Do I go business professional, business casual or jeans? I opted for jeans and my cardigan sweater from Ann Taylor, flats and my coach bag. Needless to say I drew some stares. I could have gone in cutoffs and the infamous redneck tanktop like the rest of Kanawha county and no one would have even looked at me but Oh No not me I will not look like I am unemployed. Note to self.....you are unemployed! After filling out paperwork and realizing that I am not that good at "clerical" work I had to sit in a unemployment orientation and watch a VHS from 1996 on the unemployment handbook. Yippee!!! Then I was forced to give my statement to a deputy about why I was "discharged" from my current position so that they can send it off to my employer. Correct me if I am wrong but I got let go I didnt get arrested for having a meth lab. The deputy told me that it could take up to 21 days for my employer to deny or accept the claim and that I would have to wait on them to make their decision before I would recieve my benefits. Friday the 14th will be 21 days so keep your fingers crossed!
In the past three days I have applied for over 30 jobs, typed and hopefully mastered the perfect resume for a variety of positions and as a result the "older" and very much appreciated Dell has crashed on me a total of 5 times. I have walked my dog every few hours so I wont get bed sores and taken a bath at 1am to help me relax. I am now addicted to Chelsea Lately at 11pm and 12am and have gotten caught up on General Hospital. That Sonny he ceases to amaze me. All in days work... and yes it is true that trying to find a job is like having a job especially when you have no clue what you want to be when you grow up! I am 28 right... shouldn't I know this by now. And the "pile of s&*t" grows........
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