well, you know how this sentence ends. I feel a little like that today. I've been searching for jobs (casually) for a few months now. Please note the word job. I am not searching for a career. My husband has a career. I just want a job. A little extra money, some time away from the house, nothing too heavy, but it would be nice if I could use my degree. I decided to enlist a recruiter's help since I don't have many (any) contacts in this area and my Internet searching was going slowly. I have never used one of these guys because I don't like the way they operate and this guy is no different. One minute he is your best friend, on your side, looking out for your best interest, and the next he doesn't return your phone call for hours, acts pushy, etc. I don't like to be one of those people that complains about everything, but I find that this guy drives me crazy and yet, I can't bring myself to tell him where to go.
This should be easy for me. I am a very direct person. I generally have no problem speaking my mind, but yet to this person (who has never met me, lives miles from here, and wouldn't know me if I walked by him on the street), I can't be my direct self. Why am I finding it so difficult to tell this guy to take a hike? Its funny how sometimes we treat our enemies better than we treat our friends and vice versa.
I have decided to move forward with a second interview for a job in the city which is about 40 miles from here. Although this is not an ideal location at all, the manager will offer some flexibility and the money is good. I explained my reservations to the recruiter, and despite the fact that we deicded to bag this job Monday (as he said, "the commute is too long, I wouldn't want an hour commute, what if something happened with one of your kids"-finally we were on the same page), he now is doing everything he can to make me want this job. I know in my heart that I will make the decision that is best for me and my family, but I just don't understand why I'm feeling so much pressure from this voice on the phone, from a person I don't know.
I guess this is one of those times I need some help, some strength from somewhere else. After all, I know the recruiter isn't the one who'll be getting up at 5am and doing the drive for me, right?! This is all assuming I get this stinkin' job. Which, according to the recruiter, would be great for my career. What a nice guy, always thinking of me.
Why am I looking for work, anyway?
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You'll make the right decision - once you get through interview #2, you'll know if its a good fit or not. And if its not, think of how good it will feel to tell the recruiter to take a HIKE!
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