This is the first time ever in all my job searching experience that I have abundantly sent out my resume cold. I’ve done it a couple of times before but only to people who knew someone I knew – so I had an “in”. This time around, no ins, I’m just blanketing that puppy out there. And let me tell you, it is the most emotional nerve wrecking experience out there when it comes to job hunting. Well, next to the must have that job anxiety – which I’ll explain later.
With each email I sent out, I said a little prayer. A prayer for my resume.
I hope you don’t get laughed at over there.
I hope they don’t think you are crazy for even thinking that you are experienced enough to work there.
I hope the spell check worked.
I hope you land in good hands and that someone takes care of you.
I feel raw. Exposed and kind of dirty. My experience written on paper is being handled by strangers. I don’t know what kind of eyes are reviewing it or maybe criticizing it.
It’s like my baby that I’ve created all on my own. I just hate sending it out there in the real world like that, all bare without my supervision. But I know, it had to happen because in this economy I think only the strong risk takers are surviving.
Now, about that must have that job anxiety. It’s like car shopping when you don’t really need a car. Except, I really need a job, so maybe that’s the wrong analogy.
You read a job posting and everything about it fits you to a T. Then the HR manager calls you for a pre-screening interview.
(Whoa – can we talk about this first. I hate hate hate the pre-screen. I am great at interviews, not so great over the phone during a pre=screen. I get nervous and stumble my words. Face to face, I do fine, so I don’t know what gives?!?!)
After the HR manager tells you how great the company is and how wonderful it is to work there and all the job tasks you could have...all of a sudden you must have that job. It’s shiny, new, better whistles, a job description that you thought you dreamt up and a fun, creative office. I must have that. You have to wait for your resume to be forwarded on – and that wait, is what kills me. I hate waiting, too. It sucks.
I’ll do it because what else do I have to do and isn’t the right job worth waiting for?