Let's Cover the Ta Ta's

Well its been a week, almost to the minute, that I became the Unemployed Career Woman.   Although this week has posed many ups and downs, I am confident that someway-somehow, I will always end up on my feet.

Although the ultimate goal is full-time employment, I do have bills to pay.  Using my resources, I was able to get a part time job at Victoria Secret.  Why Victoria Secret do you ask?  First I am not a big shopper for lingerie, so I won't spend my paycheck there (if I was working at a costume jewelry/purse/clothing store- I would still owe the store money at the end of the month!!).  Next I already own a lot of black clothes, so I am all set for work clothes.  Lastly I have always enjoyed the retail sector, so I plan to have fun at this job.

Yes I feel that I deserve a job in my field and I will keep my eye on the prize until I find it.  However I am also humbled by this situation and I appreciate any help or opportunity that I can get.

In the meantime, ladies come visit me and I will help cover the Ta Ta's!!

I got on the Scale Today

Apparently being unemployed increases your appetite (who knew?!?).  Spending the week eating Girl Scout cookies, potato chips, and licorice to make myself feel better (I kept telling myself how much I deserved them after the week I just had) wasn't one of my wiser ideas. Although I did snack at work, I justified it by taking the stairs. Ninety-two stairs up to my office. Ninety-two stairs going down to the casino. Ninety-two more stairs back to my office and...well you get the idea.  The only exercise I have been getting these days is walking from the kitchen to the couch.  Maybe an occasional flight or two of stairs if I am doing laundry, but then again I don't need to do much laundry because I don't have anyplace to go.

So I am thinking that I may need to motivate myself a little more in the days to come.  The permanent butt mark on my couch is screaming out at me to give it a little break. Maybe I will as soon as I finish eating my ice-cream....straight out of the carton of course.  And Mr Scale you win this round, but  I will get you next time.

Late Night Infomercials

Yesterday my wonderful dog decided to eat my remote control.  I can tell you that I was far from impressed.  So last night I was watching a show on a cable network and as soon as it was over there was an infomercial.  Because I was bundled up nice and cozy on the couch, I was too lazy to get up and switch the channel.  For one hour I was intrigued about how to buy and sell "notes" and make $6000 in 20 minutes.  For $39.95 I could be the proud owner of the 4-set DVD kit.  Hmmmm...sounds s little too good to be true.  Following this infomercial I was then interested in how I could look 10 years younger with this revolutionary youth serum.  That was only $39.99 a month if I sign up for automatic deductions for a year (or course that was in the fine print on the bottom of the screen). Before I turned in at 2:30am I watched one last skit about the healthiest dog food around.  Again that $39.99 price point jumped out...this time for a 25lb of dog food.

Is this the stuff I missed by going to bed at a reasonable time to get up for work? 

Answering those "Confidential" Ads

As I have been scouring the internet for possible jobs I am noticing more and more positions that are listed by "confidential" companies. Of course these are the positions that sound most appealing to me. However when they are advertising a sales/marketing job, is it REALLY a marketing job or is it for door to door magazine sales.  And when the ad states must have good interpersonal skills, is it a customer service job or is it "inter-personalizing" at a strip club doing a lap dance.  Then if you do find one that may be legit, you are now mailing your personal information and employment history to a PO Box.  Who knows who you are sending it to?  I am thinking it may explain the crazy phone, email, and snail mail offers that I am now receiving asking me to work from home IF I pay them $487 for their "At Home Start-up Kit".  Hmmmmm.

Reality Sets In

When they say time heals all wounds, I begin to wonder how much time I will I need to feel better.  Day 3 of unemployment was the roughest day yet.  I woke up once again with a big pit in my stomach.  I remember waking up in the mornings wishing that I didn't have to go to work.  I would wish I could sleep in and be lazy watching episodes of Tyra and Judge Judy all day.  Now I wake up early wishing I had a job to go to.

To make myself feel better, I decide to take a stroll around the mall to visit some old colleagues and to put feelers out for jobs.  As I passed my favorite shoe store, I decided to go in and take a look.  As soon as I started looking at the dress shoes it occurred to me.....I have no place to wear these shoes to.  This feeling of dread then engulfed me.

I then proceeded to meet some former co-workers. Although it was nice to see them, it only reminded me that I no longer work with them and soon I will completely be out of the loop of the workplace.  Again, the pit in my stomach rang out.

Once home I called it a night and went to bed, tears still rolling down my face.

PMS x 10....that's the Emotion for the Day

I feel like I have PMS x 10 today.  The emotions running through my head are interesting.  I am laughing and feeling better one moment, I am angry as hell the next minute, and then I am keeping Kleenex in business again the next. Again I had a restless night so I am sure the insomnia isn't helping things. I had the pleasure of dreaming of the individual who fired me.  Unfortunately he was dominating me in my dreams too. I was hoping that somewhere in my dream a handsome superhero would come in and fight for me, then whisk me away to his secret penthouse in the sky. However I guess that only happens in the movies.

So first order of business, its time to update my resume.  I guess it was pretty much updated since I had just worked on it a few months ago.  But there was one main change......I had to remove the word "present".  My last job did not contain that golden word.  My start date and end date both have...well a date. This was the big realization that I was officially unemployed and not "presently" working for an employer.  How would future employers take this?  Was she fired?  Did she quit? Was she laid off? Does she just not want to work?  Let's just say that I hope they read cover letters so that I have a chance to plead my case.

I then began the online search. I posted my resume on a few job sites with the hopes that my one little resume would stick out from the 100,000 that employers are exposed to.  I then browsed a few jobs. Hmmmm, truck driver, door to door sales, telemarketing, machinist, bus driver?  I am not feeling too hopeful at this point.  I keep reading....server/model, electrician, babysitting.  Still nothing is jumping out at me.  Just as I am feeling pretty frustrated I do the next best thing, I retreat to lunch with a friend. She offered to treat.

Day 1 of Being Unemployed

Since everything happened so quickly and so VERY unexpected I could do nothing but cry and lay in bed wondering how this happened.  I did manage to call family and friends and let them know what happened and ask them for their support.  I then did the only other thing that I could think of, I posted on my facebook page that I was eagerly in search of employment.  ANY employment! Luckily I did get a few good leads and support.  It took the sting off just a little bit.

I then wanted to go online and search for local jobs...again ANY jobs.  However my tear ducts had other ideas, and as I typed on my laptop the tears continued to flow so hard that I thought I might short something out.  I then curled back into the fetal position praying that the day would end and that when I would wake up and this nightmare would be over.  Unfortunately it also plagued my dreams and left me dealing with the situations that caused this sudden unemployment.