I’ve maintained an average of 40 applications a day since losing my job in July (5th, 2022) while sick with Covid. 20 in the morning, 20 or more in the evening, split between three states (California, Arizona, Nevada) I’ve had a total of 3 interviews in that time.
It’s 1:15am, just opened my email to find another rejection. The position? Gravedigger. Navy Veteran, Seabees (construction) with prior landscaping experience on the civilian end, so I damn well meet the general requirements.
I’m done. I’m pissed. I’m going to do something stupid to work out my frustrations, and try e-commerce/print on demand apparel for a change of pace. Making fucking parody “no one wants to work” shit to vent my frustrations seems more productive than this dead end cycle I’m in now.
Not advertising shit here. Just venting, and putting that out into the aether tends to push me to make it happen. Makes it feel more tangible, I guess.