Getting on Track

After a reality check of working full time in the pharmacy again, I was able to catch up on just about everything on my day off yesterday. I've been frustrated the last few weeks, trying to find an internship with one of the federal/state/county ecology agencies only to find out all of these new green collar jobs that Obama said the stimulus would create are not out there.

I'm also pretty upset that they are trying to put together a half-ass public healthcare plan written by the insurance company lobbyists. What we really need in this country is insurance reform - what other line of business can take your money (and a lot of money it is) for a just-in-case scenario, make a profit, trade on the stock market, and then refuse to pay-out when you need a claim paid? It's legalized theft is what it is, and the government it creating another cash cow for them.

But back to the job hunt... I cracked down on myself last night, after catching up on the dishes, laundry, vacuuming, etc. I took my employment resume and tweaked it into a student resume, so I could flaunt my newly acquired skills. Then I had an epiphony... what if the private sector has reacted faster than the public sector in applying for stimulus money, and do they have jobs available? Bingo!

I'm making a stop at Office Max this weekend to buy some thick, professional resume paper, and then swinging by the post office to buy a sheet of stamps. My resume will be scattered across King, Snohomish and Whatcom counties, and hopefully something will come of it. I've usually had great luck at the job hunt, mostly because I think I am more sure of myself than I should be, and my resumes always come across, crisp, clean and to the point. But hey, isn't finding a job nothing more than selling yourself?

It would be great if I could find something full time with benefits, but I'm not getting my hopes up. I've got no problem working in the pharmacy for as long as I need to, even if they don't want to treat me with respect. When your scheduler tells you that you can't have your mother-in-law's 60th birthday off because (and I quote word-for-word), "it's a Friday and she just needs to understand that people have to work on Fridays," you really begin to wonder where your own personal loyalties lie.

And yet, the same people get that three day weekend off, and I'm left being the weekend serf once again, despite all the weekends I've worked, and nights I've closed. So much for a "family oriented" company - guess I made friends with the wrong people. I've always said that you can catch more flies with honey than vinegar, but sweet things turn sour over time if you don't take care of them.