More Frustration

Last week, before I went home for Thanksgiving, I sent out a whole bunch of applications, maybe about 5 or 6. I've heard back from just one of the places, and it was only a message confirming that they got my resume. But even a confirmation is appreciated. Hell, I'll take a straight-up rejection. At least tell me that I have no chance at even getting an interview, and that way I won't hold on to the tiny glimmer of hope that I might hear back about the perfect job to which I applied.

Every once in a while, I hear back from a place that I applied to months ago. For example, I applied for some sort of video assistant position at Cooper Union back in August. Just last week, I got a bulk email saying, "Dear Candidate, Unfortunately we were unable to interview you... blah blah." I mean, I had forgotten I sent them an application. At that point, we can just pretend we don't know each other. There's no need to break up if we were never really dating, know what I mean?

Current Status

I've been seriously looking in NYC for about two months. So far I've mostly been applying for positions advertised on various art/media websites. I can't say how many times I've sent my resume out, because I lost count during the first week. I've had two interviews, both at photography firms that deal with advertising. I was turned down for one of the jobs, and don't expect to hear about the other one for a while (if at all.) I'm really discouraged, and quite mystified. I've got all these computer skills, I graduated magna cum laude from the top liberal arts college in the country, I have experience in a range of fields, and being so young and poor, my salary requirements are pretty pathetic. How am I not qualified to answer phones and make photocopies? Seriously, I want to know.

First Post...

I don't harbor fantasies that I have online stalkers, but if I did, they would be reading this. They might have trouble coming to terms with depth and breadth of their love for me, so I hope this blog will help them through what will no doubt be a difficult adjustment. Seeing as I don't really believe in love, their obsessions will obviously go unrequited, and we will always be at arm's length from each other. Sadly, until I'm convinced otherwise, this is how it's gotta be.