I know that there are many folks out there who are currently looking for work or have friends who are looking, so I will explain how I went about getting a job for the first time in my life, in the hopes it will help someone else.
Some people probably thought this excerpt from an earlier post was a joke…but it wasn’t.
“He enjoys staying up late and sleeping in even later. Picks up new skills quickly, but shuns organized learning. Excels at guzzling large quantities of Mountain Dew and Dr. Pepper, proving long ago that neither affect male fertility. Would prefer a job that offers Saturday and Sunday off, but would settle for one. Occasional vacations would be a plus. Ideal job would include working from home with no deadlines or expectations. Must pay at least 35k yearly.”
The first thing I did was make a list of all the things I wanted in a job. Here was my list.
Saturdays and Sundays off.
Limited local travel
The ability to sleep in
Being able to drop my work in most any case to help Megan
Being able to keep my rigorous Jim’s Drive-In visitation schedule.
Staying out of harsh weather conditions.
A job that was, for the most part, recession proof.
A job that had earning potential beyond a guaranteed minimum.
A job that would allow for calling 550
The other list was of things I wouldn’t do, or may tolerate, if I absolutely had to.
The third list I made was of people I knew. Then I would scratch them off the list if I couldn’t help them, I didn’t like what they did, or there was some other circumstance that would prevent employment for some reason.
Two days after I made the decision to talk to the best option, he showed up down at the local AGCO dealership beside my house, and he was nothing put excited about the possibilities of what we could accomplish.
Putting in job applications to a bunch of low paying jobs is a waste if you have to make substantial money to feed, house , and clothe six people. In such cases, you must “make” your own job or you’re going to be someone else’s slave…..
Good luck with your new job, I wish you success.
If I see any garage doors in need of replacement, I’ll make sure to give them your number.
Myron, I don’t believe any of that stuff. To get a job like that now you would have be married to someone or have dirt on someone. I need 50k to support my lifestyle anyway. Who in God’s name would hire someone who has to shave 3 times a day to be presentable?
Myron, I have known you for a while, and thinking back, you have always been obnocious, loudmouthed, opinionated, and present yourself as one step away from a derelict street hobo in attire and statue. You don’t have any education and don’t know one darn thing about pricing jobs, managing an office or sucking up to get work. Your best qualifications are for pulling teats of one kind or another, and your closest associates are jobless adjatators. I like myself, and I am not worthy of the job you describe. How do you expect us to believe anyone would hire you in this day in time for a job you don’t know to do unless they were intentionally planning to go bANKRUPT?
Stop drinking….and if you don’t I’ll ban you for saying ugly things…
Go plan your next re-enactment….. you rebel-rouser, you…..
Myron, I have to agree with Bob in that you should set your sights much lower. Take up something like painting, take up drinking, and send your wife out to be a waitress or something.
Ha, ha… I got what I wanted — a reaction, and a laugh (for me). What he can do is pull teats. And agitate …. I am glad that anyone is able to find work. Mine is spotty, but I can lookfor work 3 days a week, work two, and still make more than 7-ll where ya get shot at sometimes…. I got social security now, so I’m sucking teat at the system ’til its over….. As for quitting beer, no thanks. I’ve got 50 years invested, got through a dad who yelled alot, 3 wives, being drafted, Viet Nam, job firings, and 37 years of self-employment, and hard times, etc.,etc., … Now that its just a couple a day, and my health is good — I figure beer is better than diabetic-causing sodas. Thanks for the criticism, (deserved) but I’m okay. (My wife likes a drink now and then, so she’s okay, Jesus turned water into WINE, so he’s okay, and I don’t give a dang what you think. If you can’t take the truth, censure me — thats okay. I’ll find another way to get on — thanks.