I need a job. At the moment, I’m working temp and contractual positions. This is fine, except for the fact that there is no job security and no health insurance. Being “in transition” has been interesting thus far, but it’s time to move on.
Here are my categories of potential employment:
- Boring, decent-paying work with good benefits that will eventually cause me to contemplate throwing myself off a bridge. This is bad, as there are many conveniently located bridges in the Bay Area. This category includes admin support work. I am well-qualified for these jobs.
- Stressful, mid-to-low paying work with decent benefits that will rapidly cause me to contemplate throwing myself off a bridge. Note to self: choose a bridge plastered with an obnoxious logo (this personal crisis brought to you by Cingular!). This category includes social service and social justice work. My résumé is chock full of these jobs.
- Variably paid yet awesome work, with benefits enjoyed only by a lucky few. These jobs include writing gigs and graphic design work. I am moderately qualified for this sort of thing, but the competition is fierce.
- Impressively compensated work that might be fun, but for which I have no frame of reference, let alone applicable skills. This category is brought to you by my friend Colin, who likes to tell me that I should learn perl. He also likes to tell me that there are jobs out there for people who know perl. I am guessing one would be called a “Programmer” if one’s job centered around the use of perl, but I’m not really sure.
Of course, I am most drawn to the jobs I am least qualified for. I guess this is predictable, considering that the others have morbid consequences. However, for now, I’ll take what I can get. A guaranteed paycheck will go far toward keeping those bridges at bay. At least until I learn perl.
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zwichenzug said,
November 21, 2006 @ 4:10 pm
A friend of mine recently relocated to the bay area after landing a job as a design consultant for the next generation of Street Fighter video games. That’s right, a consultant. As near as I can tell, his job is to attend meetings and say things like, “I think the blood spatter should be orange when Zym is hit by Daschbeagle’s ranged attack.”