Okay, so lately my adventures have been weird to say the least. I started off on my job hunt and lo and behold my old bosses asked me back. I thought it was the answer to my prayers. I had always really enjoyed working with them and I was ready to come back.
Ooops, I sighed a sigh of relief too soon. Because their business is cyclic and connected to show business (can you say writer’s strike?) things were slow that first week. It made me worry and I resolved to ask them what was up on Monday.
Well, it wasn’t good news – not at all. So, once again I find myself on the job market. Which really makes me feel like a week old steak on sale in the clearance meat section.
I don’t know what it is about looking for a job that is so depressing and demoralizing but man does it get me down. I have to promote myself to strangers and try to convince them that they would be a fool not to hire me, when in fact, I often wonder if I really even want to work at their establishment. It’s a quandry – one must work in order to survive in the basic sense and yet working for others is about the last thing in the world I want to do. Am I lazy? Maybe. I’ve been reflecting on that a lot lately. But I’m thinking that isn’t really it. I think the real problem for me is that I’m just sick of office politics and being at the mercy of another person for my survival.
I have often considered starting my own business but can’t really come up with anything that seems feasible enough to generate enough income and frankly it’s confusing and overwhelming. I am in awe of those who do manage it though. I mean, how do they come up with this stuff? It makes me feel as though I am missing some vital brain cell or initiative gene because I can’t seem to do it.
The multi-level marketing thing is a no-go – aside from it smacking of being a scam, I just can’t see myself doing it and feeling right about it. The scams are everywhere and one starts to feel wary of most of it. Still, I do have a set of skills that should be marketable and should be able to be parlayed into some sort of going concern.
So, I ask you, dear readers – any ideas? Any tips or tricks you care to share with me?
A befuddled and confused WC.