I've been on the job hunt in NYC for the past month, and what I've found is that I am second best... a lot. A few interviews have been busts, or offered an imaginable lowball salary offer, or were just resume collecting. But three in particular I was pretty confident about, but did not end up getting. In fact, with all three, I was informed that "it was between [me] and one other candidate." Well, thanks. Finally, on the third such rejection, I flat out asked why I was the runner-up. All that she told me was, "I'm confident you'll get a great position before long, you're very qualified and personable." But not enough for them? I just don't get it.
All I am trying to do is to make it to NYC...and then make it in NYC. But I can't get there without a job. Especially one that pays more than $10 an hour. Seriously, who is applying for these low-paying jobs!? I haven't earned $10 an hour since I was fifteen. I've been itching to get back to the city since I left...before I was earning that measly ten bucks an hour. And I made the first huge step, packing up and moving close, with no job, and a half-assed plan. Which is exactly the opposite of how I usually am. But I'm sticking with it, and I feel great doing it. I know something will work out, but I swear, if one more person tells me that "something will come up" or "the right position is out there for you" I will stab them in the eye.
