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May. 24th, 2004 10:56 pmSo I have scads of applications waiting to be filled out, and it's fucking ridiculous, because all of them are exactly the same. Name, address, social, work history. Some of them want me to list the places I've lived in the past six years. You have my social security number, why do I need to jump through this extra hoop? I have a sneaking suspicion the employment world is a conspiracy of MBAs and HR managers who put questions like "What do you like about coffee?" and "Tell us about your hopes and dreams in regards to this company" because they have nothing else in their sad empty lives. It's all so fucking fetishized. To steal from Tyler Durden, you are not your fucking stock options. You are not your fucking bonus checks. And you sure as hell are not some retail/barista position for eight dollars an hour that all the yuppies feel free to crap on because their breve sugar-free hazelnut lattes have cinnamon on top. The sad thing is, I would be thrilled to have that position right now. It's so fucking dehumanizing, realizing you're nothing more than a warm body and a set of skills potential employers compensate because they're required to by law.
(Hi, my name is Alice and one day into my job search I'm already bitter as all hell. Thank you and good night.)
(Hi, my name is Alice and one day into my job search I'm already bitter as all hell. Thank you and good night.)