I first put this in Rant and Rave, where it may rightly belong. But for me it's NEWS.
This is silly, considering the macroeconomic issues that are discussed on these boards.
But I just got a job.
A full-time, benefits included job.
There are tears in my eyes as I type.
I was unemployed for 90 weeks, and now I have the opportunity to prove my worth again.
I can't even explain how it feels.
Ninety unemployed weeks are finally over.
I was laid off in May of 2009, after our clients closed funds and my employer no longer needed my services to market them, and I haven't found suitable employment until now.
Just admitting to this, and typing it brings tears to my eyes.
Well over a thousand resumes were sent in that time. At least a hundred were through personal connections, such as an HR rep at a company that I knew from school or a family member that knew a hiring manager at some company or a friend that headed up the local Chamber of Commerce.
I have fleeced every possible connection to a job in and out of my industry for almost two years.
I applied to jobs from Portland, Maine to San Diego, California, always using the local address of someone I could "crash" with should i have an actual interview.
Jesus, I never thought it would end.
There are dark places that we don't talk about.
None of us thought it would end: I have called former colleagues and superiors, all of whom are either where I was or headed even deeper into the abyss. I'm pretty sure my former employer is headed for personal bankruptcy as well as dissolution of the company.
These are dark places. I have been there.
I pray that I was able to give them some sense of hope when I called them today, to tell them that there's some sort of light we can all strive for, but I doubt it.
These are dark dark places.
They are incredibly gifted people: you would know their work. But they are in dark places. Their gifts will wilt if they are not given the opportunity to flourish again.
One colleague was literally speechless when I told him I got a job "in the industry." I could hear his tears through the phone. They were tears filed with hope and darkness, and a weird sort of gratitude. He told me he thought industry people had stopped calling him so that he wouldn't feel worse about his situation.
I apologize if I have imposed these darknesses upon you here at itulip.
I have certainly been in dark places.
Anger, frustration and fear: these are the building blocks of darkness.
Looking back, I'm sure that many of my posts here were motivated by that darkness, and I apologize for my occasional rancor.
I get angry when I read certain things.
It's instructive, I tell myself. I usually keep quiet, and hate myself a little bit more for it.
In any case, I say we all rejoice: a job was just created, and I got it.
But I know the darkness, and pray for the well being of the other applicants. I know their darkness all too well.

This is silly, considering the macroeconomic issues that are discussed on these boards.
But I just got a job.
A full-time, benefits included job.
There are tears in my eyes as I type.
I was unemployed for 90 weeks, and now I have the opportunity to prove my worth again.
I can't even explain how it feels.
Ninety unemployed weeks are finally over.
I was laid off in May of 2009, after our clients closed funds and my employer no longer needed my services to market them, and I haven't found suitable employment until now.
Just admitting to this, and typing it brings tears to my eyes.
Well over a thousand resumes were sent in that time. At least a hundred were through personal connections, such as an HR rep at a company that I knew from school or a family member that knew a hiring manager at some company or a friend that headed up the local Chamber of Commerce.
I have fleeced every possible connection to a job in and out of my industry for almost two years.
I applied to jobs from Portland, Maine to San Diego, California, always using the local address of someone I could "crash" with should i have an actual interview.
Jesus, I never thought it would end.
There are dark places that we don't talk about.
None of us thought it would end: I have called former colleagues and superiors, all of whom are either where I was or headed even deeper into the abyss. I'm pretty sure my former employer is headed for personal bankruptcy as well as dissolution of the company.
These are dark places. I have been there.
I pray that I was able to give them some sense of hope when I called them today, to tell them that there's some sort of light we can all strive for, but I doubt it.
These are dark dark places.
They are incredibly gifted people: you would know their work. But they are in dark places. Their gifts will wilt if they are not given the opportunity to flourish again.
One colleague was literally speechless when I told him I got a job "in the industry." I could hear his tears through the phone. They were tears filed with hope and darkness, and a weird sort of gratitude. He told me he thought industry people had stopped calling him so that he wouldn't feel worse about his situation.
I apologize if I have imposed these darknesses upon you here at itulip.
I have certainly been in dark places.
Anger, frustration and fear: these are the building blocks of darkness.
Looking back, I'm sure that many of my posts here were motivated by that darkness, and I apologize for my occasional rancor.
I get angry when I read certain things.
It's instructive, I tell myself. I usually keep quiet, and hate myself a little bit more for it.
In any case, I say we all rejoice: a job was just created, and I got it.
But I know the darkness, and pray for the well being of the other applicants. I know their darkness all too well.
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