I received my first job offer today. I spent one full month of applying to non-profit jobs that would fit with my school and volunteer schedule, going to job fairs for coffee shops and retail jobs, and being turned down for all of the above. It was very humbling not to receive phone calls for a second interview for several of those, while I received interviews for jobs I was underqualified for.
Perhaps the message is this: Welcome to Adulthood.
The job seems to be right up my alley. I will think I be working with juveniles who have drug abuse issues (majority of those are meth users), and I'll work with a non-profit agency and the DHS. The downside: the job is an hour away, and I'll have to ride the bus for a long time.
Who would have thought that I would go into a field of addiction counseling and services? I am direct, sometimes tactless, I tend to lose interest in what others are saying, and I consistently have foot-in-mouth disease. However, I am extremely empathetic to these kids who simply don't have resources to quit doing drugs, who are given mixed messages by their parents and families, and who just need someone to care about them and help them in a respectful way. I don't think it's my calling by any means, but it's certainly more interesting than selling pet supplies to rich yuppies or people with dogs as decoration.
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I realize you don't blog just for me, but it's certainly less of a pain in my ass to look at blogspot as opposed to myspace. So think about that one.
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