The Search

Those of you who know me (and who else would conceivably be reading this?) know that I have been "retired" (aka unemployed) since January 24th. Not that I haven't been looking. And looking.

I just had my ninth interview (if you count the two phone interviews) yesterday. The positions have run the gamut from search engine optimizer to web content manager to chemistry lab technician to something called a document control coordinator. They all share the characteristic that none of the interviews so far has led to a job offer. Hell, five of the employers never even sent me a "thanks but no thanks" email. (One of those five did eventually send such a missive by snail mail -- only after I sent an email inquiring about my status a full week after they said they'd be making a decision.) Hiring etiquette seems to have taken a nosedive in the last few years.

And so I continue to surf the pages of CareerConnection.com, Monster.com, etc. for something I might be qualified for.

Frightening thought for the day: If Friday's interview pans out, and you live in Hampton Roads, I could end up responsible for monitoring the quality of your drinking water. So you can wish me luck. Or not. Take your pick.