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My Anthrocon 2010 a No-Go
15 years ago
Though it was extremely fun to frolic on Denial's playground for awhile, Mistress Reality has come home and effectively beaten Denial to a pulp.
Poor Denial. He had such potential.
So my situation has been that I have been locked in a horrible working scenario (read: I live in Michigan where the unemployment rate is the worst in the Union at 14%*, and finding a new job has been a full-time nightmare). I hate my job with a seething passion, but it pays the bills (when they feel like paying me, since they actually laid me off in March but refused to let me leave). I've had multiple, promising interviews for new jobs over many weeks, and was hoping to have one locked in by now. My best candidate was (and is) looking really, really promising... except the first interview turned into two. Which turned into three. Which turned into four. Which has turned into five... and they just added a F^¢<|~G SIXTH interview for me next Friday, which lands smack in the middle of AC, making my dreams, yet again, impossible.
...because I have no manner of luck whatsoever.
My frustration could not be more fierce. And not because I'm merely missing a fur Con, or because I've strongly hinted to many Aether contributors that I'd be there, or that I actually have a product I'm proud of to promote, or because I have friends and even family waiting for me there, or even because I just really, really wanted to go, but because the universe has very likely already decided that this job won't happen despite their INSANE shit-or-get-off-the-pottery and it just wants to screw with me for as long as possible before reminding me how much it hates me. AND I will have missed the convention. Seriously. Six interviews. Has ANYONE heard of SIX interviews? I don't think the CIA requires six interviews. My step-father as police chief only had three and one of those was a psych-exam. I tell you, if there was ever a sign that 2010 is a buyer's-market for jobs, this is it.
Negative much?
Yes. Yes I am.
Anyway; many apologies to anyone who was hoping to meet-up with me. Despite my angst, please have a fun and safe time! Fuel my depression with photos, please!
I know a lot of people have never gone or can't go for other and similar reasons, so please forgive my insufferable whiney-ness; I'm just venting out loud.
-Kross
*http://www.bls.gov/web/laus/laumstrk.htm
Poor Denial. He had such potential.
So my situation has been that I have been locked in a horrible working scenario (read: I live in Michigan where the unemployment rate is the worst in the Union at 14%*, and finding a new job has been a full-time nightmare). I hate my job with a seething passion, but it pays the bills (when they feel like paying me, since they actually laid me off in March but refused to let me leave). I've had multiple, promising interviews for new jobs over many weeks, and was hoping to have one locked in by now. My best candidate was (and is) looking really, really promising... except the first interview turned into two. Which turned into three. Which turned into four. Which has turned into five... and they just added a F^¢<|~G SIXTH interview for me next Friday, which lands smack in the middle of AC, making my dreams, yet again, impossible.
...because I have no manner of luck whatsoever.
My frustration could not be more fierce. And not because I'm merely missing a fur Con, or because I've strongly hinted to many Aether contributors that I'd be there, or that I actually have a product I'm proud of to promote, or because I have friends and even family waiting for me there, or even because I just really, really wanted to go, but because the universe has very likely already decided that this job won't happen despite their INSANE shit-or-get-off-the-pottery and it just wants to screw with me for as long as possible before reminding me how much it hates me. AND I will have missed the convention. Seriously. Six interviews. Has ANYONE heard of SIX interviews? I don't think the CIA requires six interviews. My step-father as police chief only had three and one of those was a psych-exam. I tell you, if there was ever a sign that 2010 is a buyer's-market for jobs, this is it.
Negative much?
Yes. Yes I am.
Anyway; many apologies to anyone who was hoping to meet-up with me. Despite my angst, please have a fun and safe time! Fuel my depression with photos, please!
I know a lot of people have never gone or can't go for other and similar reasons, so please forgive my insufferable whiney-ness; I'm just venting out loud.
-Kross
*http://www.bls.gov/web/laus/laumstrk.htm
BTW, how could your job lay you off but refuse to let you go? That sounds very odd to me.
They laid me off in March due to lack of work (our client contracts all expired). Even though no new work was coming in, existing work still needed to be completed. As the last remaining Creative, literally all of that work was (and still is) on my shoulders. They stripped away my benefits and my salary, and offered me freelance rates, which, being jobless, I had little choice.
Got fingers and toes crossed that it shall be yours soon!
First Meeting: Recruiter
Second Meeting: Creative Director
Third Meeting: Design Team and Programmers
Fourth Meeting: CEO
Fifth Meeting: Outside Vendor (WTF?)
Sixth Meeting: Outside Consultant (WTF?!)
Pure nuttery.
Ouch!
At least your sense of humor is still hanging on.