The Job



*My Career*

	I was laid-off from my job at Ansen Corp. on January 12, 2004. It was only supposed to be for 2 months. I have not been called back and it's doubtful the full-timers recently laid-off will be going back anytime soon. Who would've thought that manufacturing jobs were in trouble in the US? Well, at least they made sure to buy really expensive chairs for the Clean Room before they got rid of the people who would use them.

		New -- January 15, 2006: I still don't have a lot going on career-wise here. It turns out there are a lot of opportunities here in Boston, but only if you've worked in that industry for 2 - 5 years. That's considered entry-level. If you don't have a firm grasp of your job after almost 5 years are still thought of as being at the lowest rung, that's friggin' sad. A nice slap in the face to the folks working for these companies as well. You can't get the experience if you can't get your foot in the door. You can't get your foot in the door unless you're already inside. What exactly do you rank the guy with last than 2 years? Entry-level is supposed to be the lowest. Beautiful goddamn system. And people wonder why our world's so fucked up. There is another beaut, the Ivy League. Some companies require an Ivy League education to be considered for their meaningless positions anyone out of high school could be trained to do in less than a week. Great bunch of dumbass snobs. With any luck, the folks behind those decisions will die in some horrible and yet hilarious and embarassing way that shames their entire family for several generations. Although, expecting fairness in the job application process is naive of anyone, just look at how few rights you really have as a worker anywhere. Go on, look, I dare you. You can be fired from most companies for no reason whatsoever, purely on the whim of one person. Maybe you didn't smile wide enough at the boss that morning. You'll never know because they don't have to tell you. It's a bit like the ever changing rules the prisons of the Bataan Death March underwent both during the march and in the camps. Although there, the Japanese guards never pretended you mattered in any way. There was no BS'ing around about your position, those guys knew where they stood. Anyway, moving on, I worked a sales job for the entire month of September. Now I've been working some temp assignments while being endlessly rejected for jobs tht have any hope for a real future. I'll bring you better news if any ever comes along. Just remember to pick your battles wisely. Going to a heavily populated area with excessive competition for available positions isn't probably the smartest move ever. Especially not with lots of Ivy League pricks who do favors for the unqualified retards graduating from their alma maters. Although you don't need the Ivy League for that. Plenty of other colleges send their graduates to certain cities with the notion that someone in HR will give them a job because they went to same college, ignoring that candidate's staggering lack of qualifications. There was one just a town over from where I went to school. And those kids now flock to my new home and dirty it up with their worthlessness. Anyway, toodles for now! July 27, 2005: I worked in Financial Services for a year through Primerica/Citigroup. When I worked with that organization, the rules said a personal website couldn't be used to talk about that job. A completely boneheaded and asinine rule in my humble opinion, but what are ya gonna do? My contracts will be terminated in September, so fuck that rule now. We sold stuff to people: Mortgages, Retirement Plans, Life Insurance, and Long-Term Health Care. We provided people with free financial analyses, but at the same time asked them for a list of names of referrals and even trained on how to get people to give referrals even if they didn't want to (real free!), or weren't interested in our products - I mean solutions, we sold solutions! We do this to help people, but most are simply there because they want a lot of money to buy things they don't need. We actually had a guy at a conference say his kids won't respect him if he doesn't give them everything they want (this is the best argument ever for Government Mandated Sterilization for the Terminally Deluded - a week of Dr. Phil, or interacting with reality would show this doesn't hold true with children). I also worked at SUNY Potsdam for a year in the Student Union. I was the Kitchen Bitch - Utility - damn these slips! A boring job that doesn't need real mentioning. You can probably guess what I did there. If not, do not expend any effort, it isn't worth the time. I officially quit on July 25, 2005. That was when I headed back to Boston to live and look for a life of endless drudgery in some job that leaves me wanting to end it all, but with a higher salary than I had before. I'll post details when I find something.

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