The great job hunt

I’ve realized today that I’m coming up on the six month mark for unemployment. I never would have guessed that it would be this hard to find another position, but I shouldn’t be surprised. There are few jobs that I have experience for and far too many applicants for them.

I’d estimate that I’ve applied to close to 100 places over the span of six months. Out of that 100, I’ve received about 4 phone interviews, 2 internship interviews, and 1 real interview. None of these have gone anywhere.

So far my strategy has followed these stages:

1. Search for jobs outside of the advertising industry
2. Send general applications to various agencies around the area
3. Attend any networking event related to the industry
4. Rework my resume and cover letters
5. Frequent a list of job posting sites and apply for anything relevant that pops up
6. Social network and twitter my way to a job

I’m currently on step 6. I’m still applying to anything that pops up that I might be able to do, but I’ve shifted my efforts to the digital realm in the hopes that it might have a better ROI.

The game continues on, and I will continue to try my best because that’s what I do. In the meantime, I’ll leave you with the thoughts of courage wolf:

Centipedes…it had to be centipedes…

My battle against the house centipedes continues ever onward. Tonight I managed to defeat two more and wound another. The wounded one escaped into the laundry bin area, and I’m sure it’s waiting for the next time I do my laundry to strike. I need to remember this so I have an actual reason to put off washing my clothes. And for those of you who don’t know, these are the enemy:

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/5d/House_centipede.jpg

Some of you may think that I’m a cruel man. Why can’t I let them be? What about the fact that house centipedes hunt other bad bugs like spiders (which I also hate)? Well I figure you can’t start making exceptions about which is a good bug and which is a bad bug or else I’d be some manner of bug bigot. And I’m no bug bigot.

One time I noticed a spider crawling on my door, and I smashed it with the nearest book I could find. After finishing the job, I realized I had crushed it with collected works of Gandhi. I was crushed by the irony.