Job Search

So I’ve made it through my first official week without a job.

I turned in my dissertation on Monday and have been trying to fill my days with activities since.  I get pretty bored.  Yesterday, I went into London early to meet Lizzie for some coffee at 10am.  Cindy had planned an Indian dinner to celebrate the arrival of her best friend from the States at 7pm.  That left me with nine whole hours to wander the streets of London.  Some people might think, ‘Wow, what a lucky girl. She has hours in a fabulous city to do anything she wants!’  But I used to live in central London.  And when presented with this day of freedom, I think, ‘-yawn-‘.

So I just meandered.

For nine hours.

My feet hurt today.

I heard from the recruiter who found my CV on Monster and has been trying to place me as a copy editor for a medical publisher just outside of London (or, rather, the M25).  They had sent me an editing test on Monday, and I whipped it out when I returned home on Monday night.  I was met with emails of surprise and praise from the recruiter.  It wasn’t difficult.  I wonder how long they were expecting it to take me to finish.  Or, rather, I wonder if English work ethic is piss poor and if tasks presented to employees by their employers are regarded with no sense of haste.  In any event, if I don’t score an interview with this medical employer, I can tell that the recruiter is willing to work on my behalf, mostly because he wants to make money off of me by successfully placing me in a position.  He asked me if there were any companies that I specifically wanted to work for, as he could contact them for me.

That caught me off guard.

Here I was just hoping for a job – any job – that would pay me money.  I guess having a master’s degree, years of relevant experience and a lot of self-motivation and a drive to succeed means that you are allowed to be selective when it comes to a career.  Even when the economy stinks.


I may change my tune in a couple weeks’ time if and when I still don’t have a job, but right now my prospects are looking good.

So, for whom do I want to work?


Blah blah blah

I’m finishing up the dissertation.  It’s sort of slow-going.  I don’t know why.  I’m just struggling to finish.  I know what I need to say; it’s just a matter of saying it.  For example: today. I’ve been sitting at my computer since at least 10.45am actively writing, and I’ve written 600 words.


Anyway, it occurred to me at the end of last week that I need to start looking for a job.  So I signed up for job sites and started sending out applications probably last Thursday.  I actually received an email from one of the recruiters today that said I didn’t have the qualifications for the job I applied for (in this case, I have to give him credit, as he was right. I applied for a job that sounded cool but for which I had no background experience or education) and that my application was unsuccessfull (wah wah…).  But he asked me for additional details to add to my file, which had been entered into their system.  And he said that he would be ‘very interested’ in talking to me at a future date when he has a job that suits my qualifications and experience and that he would be back in touch to arrange a more detailed conversation when an opportunity arises.

Red says it usually takes ages before you even get rejections from people, let alone actual responses and that the process goes in stages:

  1. silence
  2. rejection
  3. rejection with false promises
  4. speaking on the phone with an agent
  5. interview

I think I might be at the ‘rejection with false promises’ stage.  I’ve moved up two stages in a single weekend.