Wednesday, October 30, 2019

"Explain Your Frequent Job Changes"

When people review my resume and see my employment history the past five to ten years, they often inquire about my last jobs, where I stayed only one to two years. They seem concerned about me job hopping and frequent lay offs. *LE SIGH*

Personally, I myself, am concerned about my job hopping and frequent lay offs! I would love to be able to have some security and peace of mind that come along with a long term, stable position with an altruistic organization.

While individual employment positions haven't always panned out for me, I've been in my industry consistently for almost 20 years - even with all the fucked up, tumultous, ever-changing bullshit. Marketing is in its very nature unreliable, with people in continuous motion, moving to the the next ripe opportunity.

What is grand about California is that it's a 'Right to Work State', so employers can layoff people to their hearts content. And employees should be able to use their own discretion to protect themselves, their career and livelihoods as well. Not to mention protecting their personal mental and emotional well-being. Going to work can sometimes be extremely stressful and toxic, with a lot of wasted time and energy.

If you are a working mom, you know all too well how difficult it can be to maintain a healthy balance between work life and family life. The constant juggle is often overwhelming and stressful and it takes its toll. Do you think you can have PTSD from a traumatic season of working while child-rearing? I have become very twitchy about trying to do it all and I might need a support animal and a doctor's prescription because of it. Okay, I'm exaggerating slightly.

But seriously, how do some professionals (especially working moms) manage to stay at a single company for over ten years? It's admirable to a certain extent, but in other ways, don't they get bored and disgruntled? Comfortably numb in their golden handcuffs waiting for promtions and eventual retirement. Okay, I'm being a little negative and dour.

Here are some possible explanations for my employment layoffs or gaps between jobs. Feel free to come to your own conclusions of why I'm seemingly unemployable and/or use one or more of them in your future job interviews.
  • I didn't want to work there anymore
  • Bad leadership 
  • Budget cuts
  • Change of company direction
  • Low pay
  • Too heavy workload
  • Pursued a better opportunity
  • Too difficult of a commute
  • Sociopath/psychopath boss(es)
  • Too many meetings
  • Low threshhold for bullshit
  • Too busy raising kids 
  • Feel guilty leaving my kids in daycare
  • Don't make enough money to afford childcare
  • Want to be a stay-at-home, trophy wife/mom
  • I'm too old
  • I'm over-educated
  • Not pretty enough
  • Too pretty
  • I'm a woman/mom
  • I'm not good at the corporate game
  • Poorly organized organization
  • Get bored easily
  • Work takes up too much of the day
  • My house is a total mess and I need to try to clean it
  • I need a mental break from this incessant nonsense
  • Management doesn't care about their people
Regarding my last employer specifically, I'm no longer employed with them, despite my hurculean efforts to stay for a myriad of reasons. Among them include: my company stole my retirement fund contributions and didn't concern themselves with paying it back right away (they still owe me money), they wouldn't set up direct deposit to make life easier for people, they couldn't keep good record of PTO accrual and usage, they were cheap, my boss was lazy, unorganized and incompetent and didn't advocate for me. He should have been 'made redundant' - not me. GRRR I'm getting furious all over again.

Shame on me though. I should be more selective when interviewing with small, private, shady businesses. I should advocate for myself. I shouldn't play the victim role - work is work; it's not play. I don't have a trust fund or a sugar daddy, so therefore, work continues to be my perpetual reality. Negativity is unappreciated in the workplace, especially in Southern California. Best to be falsely and unrelentingly positive and enthusiastic - even in the face of bullshit.

Maybe I should reassess my career path and consider other options. If I'm going to be the captain of my ship, I need to spend my working days in relative contentment, not contemptment. I remember taking the high school career aptitude test, and I think I'm most suited for farming. Unfortunately, my attempts at cultivating a container garden and even having a compost spinner, failed miserably. So, I missed my farming opportunity.

In other lamentations, I really wish that Daddy-O, my 'was-band', had talked to me more about my emotional distress about trying to juggle it all when the kids were younger and I was floundering. Instead of being my supportive rock, he just continued to immerse himself in his work and his recreational pursuits, leaving me to try to figure it out and struggle through it. Although I'm relatively strong, I'm not invincible. This season of life has continued to push me to my limits and cause me pain. I wish he'd given me grace, permission to focus soley on child rearing, allowing me some time and space to flourish in that important role. Now, I have to try to navigate it alone and it's even more stressful, because there is absolutely no-one to fall back on.

Now that my disgruntled rant is over, I would like you to know that not all hope is lost. I have had a few good interviews the past few weeks and another two in the works, so I may have a new job soon. I'm crossing my fingers and praying to almighty Odin. If I don't start working again, I might need to be institutionalized for a case of the crazies. My nerves are shot and my temper is short. The holidays are coming and it would be nice to pay the mortgage, put gas in the car and buy presents for my loved ones. You know, so I can live the 'American Dream' and do my duty as a red-blooded consumer.

If you have an interesting employment story, with any justification for layoffs or gaps in your resume, please share them in the comments below. What tips might you have for people who are trying to find a job in this fickle market?

Sunday, August 11, 2019

FUNemployed

I've had a good (almost) two years of full time employment at my latest gig. I had aspirations of staying there, growing in the position and living happily ever after. It's too bad I didn't see that come to fruition.

Despite my best efforts, my employer must have had unattainable aspirations of their own, as the initiatives they had been banking on, didn't cash out. For over six months, they've been struggling with cash flow, borrowing stealing money from employees' 401k contributions, not paying bills, getting our insurance benefits canceled due to lack of payment and more shenanigans. It's been so aggravating. Like a dysfunctional relationship where you tell yourself it's not that bad, I've put up with a plastic banquet table desk, no direct deposit, clocking in/out, shoddy record keeping, skimpy PTO, a long ass commute, sub-par facilities, to name a few - all for longevity and to avoid putting myself out there again.

So, needless to say, when they reduced my hours to practically NIL last month, since their continued cash flow issue, not to mention the unresolved 'borrowing' of my 401k contributions, I was beyond pissed, not to mention panicked. Why, GOD, why? Although, obviously, I was going to start looking for another job anyway (see above complaints), dealing with another job search right now is beyond stressful. UGH ... money, mortgage, bills, food, summer, kids, new car payment... neverending worries.

On the other hand, it's a blessing to be able to spend the extra time with the kids during the summer, no more commute, more exercise and fresh air, time to clean my cottage and get other neglected tasks done. I'm taking good care of myself and the kids, getting solid work done from home, aggressively seeking new employment and have had several interviews, with more to come this week and have had a little travel fun. The paychecks are now puny, unemployment insurance is slightly less, but I'm going to rely on savings and make it stretch. Being frugal and fiscally responsible is helpful as well. I'm getting really good at it.

I have some downtrodden moments, but I'm trying not to panic. I'm fairly certain I will have a new job by the time the school year begins, or shortly after. I just need to focus, stay the course, be professional, articulate and confident. I will be gainfully employed again soon. With full benefits, a 401k that actually increases, a short commute, ability to retrieve my kids after school without hassle and MAYBE even a desk made of real wood. I'll settle for particle board even. One can dream....


Sunday, March 24, 2019

Friendships as a Working Mom

People who know me and work with me, know me to be an outgoing, friendly person. I try to maintain varied friendships, some even from my childhood. However, now that I'm older, with three kids and a full time job, it's not always easy to have friends.

Everyone has their own life and their own set of obstacles - time, money, schedules, kids, activities, etc. It seems like the local suburban moms have their network of friends and their tribes that they readily meet up with it. Sometimes they really grate on my nerves when I show up to my kids' games or practices and they chatter away together endlessly about the mundane.

People also get on my nerves when they like and comment repeatedly on their friends' posts on social media, supporting each other, flattering each other and various forms of humble bragging. Sometimes I feel like a complete outcast in this world of positive, outgoing people. I don't have much basis for these feelings - from basic observations, I could fit in just fine. I'm relatively attractive, fit, funny, functional, articulate, witty... I guess sometimes I feel more introverted and self-conscious than other times in life.

My insecurities, loneliness, isolation, anger, bitterness, self-perceived friendlessness comes from grief and depression likely, as well as fluctuating hormones. Not to mention a general dislike of being alone with myself, clutter and sadness. I feel like an outcast in parent crowds sometimes. When my kids aren't with me, the solitude leaves an ache in me. I try to set up activities with friends, but I'm not always successful. I also have to schedule time for chores exercise, and conserve money and energy for the work week.

I feel I don't have as many friendship options as I did when married. I don't know anyone really in my new condo community. It would be nice if I did. I have a growing network of mom friends who are independent, active and fun - thanks to Bumble BFF and the meet up group I'm a part of. I'm super friendly with the people at work. Also, I have one new mom friend who's been so great being friends with recently. We met via Bumble BFF. We text almost daily and get together regularly. She lends me a good, empathetic listening ear often and I try to reciprocate the favor for her.

However, flakey friends really get on my nerves. I have/had a good mom friend who I used to do things with all the time, but any time she gets a boyfriend, she goes MIA, until they break up, then I hear from her. To not even text or call or set up mini activities with a good friend like that, with or without a boyfriend/husband, to forget your friendship, really pisses me off. Our mutual friend said I shouldn't take it personally, that that is just what she's always done, but it's hard not to take it personally. It feels like another breakup or loss. Also, if you have a boyfriend/husband, you can still plan things with other people as a group. No excuses. So it hurts my feelings and makes me want to distance myself from her and people like her.

At this stage of my life, I feel like I really need supportive and active friends in my life. People who are up for doing fun activities that don't always involve binge drinking. Sports, working out, walks, festivals, board games, whatever. I don't have family here, so friends become my family. I no longer have a pet, so that adds to my loneliness and sadness. I don't feel like I can afford a pet, nor the time to care for it effectively. I never was good at cleaning a litterbox and I don't want my small condo to be overtaken with cat hair, urine and poo smells and a destructive cat with claws. I need to take care of the existing clutter and get a handle on everything else going on.

When the kids are with me, they are my social fuel for the most part, but they're at the age where they don't necessarily need me or want to do activities with me all the time. I try to set things up for us though that meets everyone's needs. But often these days, I still feel sad and lonely in the gap times. I suppose I should just take that time to allow myself to feel whatever emotion it is, acknowledge it and say, "It's okay to feel that way." Having downtime in solitude, to do something creative or productive, gives me space and calm to recover from the chaotic work week and gear up for the week ahead.

I suppose I should take a moment to be grateful for the friends I do have in my life and reach out to them to let them know I appreciate them. Who knows what other people are going through and how much it would mean to have someone reach out to say hi. Social media is an unsatisfying method of maintaining connections. I'd rather have someone text me, call me and set up an activity in real life.

What is your experience with maintaining friendships as an adult? Do you take it personal when friends don't make an intentional effort to keep in contact?

Have a great rest of your Sunday!

Sunday, March 3, 2019

Sunday Evening Pity Party

I am experiencing my typical end-of-the-weekend blues. But today seems more acute than usual. I'm feeling pressure in my head and can hear my heartbeat in my left ear. My mood is very sullen.

I was with my kids this weekend and we were together, which is always nice. Yet, our meaningful personal interactions seem minimal. It seems very 'transactional' and utilitarian. They need food or I need them to do a chore. However, I infused some fun activities into our weekend to break up the amount of time they're on electronics.

We took a walk in the rain, we went to kids' birthday parties, we ate a nice dinner together tonight. But another busy work and school week starts tomorrow and I'll be in hyper-motion again. I know I'm exhausted and I need a good night's sleep. But also I'm pissed at myself for letting another weekend go by without working on taxes. There is money the IRS has with my name on it, I just have to take the time to fill out some form fields. How lame am I?

I hope for a productive, happy week ahead. I hope I can continue eating healthy, exercising regularly and saving money. I hope that I can continue to laugh and find joy in little moments. I had such good laughs last week at work. This weekend I kept feeling lonely and isolated, even though I was around my kids and had social time around nice people.

Daddy-O got a new puppy for him and the kids. It's so adorable. We met it today for the first time. I'm happy for them, but so deeply sad for me. I miss having a pet; a little cuddly creature that gives you unconditional love. I don't want a pet right now because of tight finances, lack of time and already not being able to keep my home tidy. I don't want to scoop a litterbox or be strapped to a dog's bio needs and schedule. I want to save money, live simply and be able to travel occasionally. It's not feasible.

But the old me ... she had two cats, one big dog, three kids, a husband and a huge heart for people. Guess this new me is just a miser. Also, synonymous with LOSER.

I'm just venting. I am having a festive pity party for myself. So at the close of this paragraph, that will conclude my public display of patheticness and I will move on to nurturing myself and being a positive role model for the young people I care for.

Happy Sunday (soon-to-be Monday)!

Monday, January 28, 2019

Monday Mornings at Work

Despite the drag of waking up early and fighting traffic on the freeway, I actually enjoy coming to work on Monday mornings (most mornings in fact). All my co-workers on the sales team are in the office, and we talk at length about our weekends and the latest adventures.

It's highly entertaining for me as I'm about 20 years older than they are (but still fairly immature). I'm Gen X, they are Millennials. They all live with their parents, with the exception of one, who lives with her boyfriend. A lot of people my age don't like working with Millennials for a myriad of reasons. Since they don't work for me directly and we're not technically on the same team, they don't bother me. Plus, they're timely, responsible, intelligent, creative and have a confident, teachable attitude.

We all make each other laugh and share good shows to watch on Netflix, Amazon or Hulu or a great new podcast. We talk at length about Dirty John podcast/Bravo TV show and scary search and rescue stories from Reddit. We talk about friends and family members, drinking stories and other NSFW topics. Today, one of them showed us all a funny prank call video where a guy pretends to be Vietnamese and calls a Chinese business order and relentlessly harasses him. Yeah, it's not P.C., but very funny.



She also told us about the new show we have to watch - "Conversations with a Killer: The Ted Bundy Tapes". I can't wait to watch the series! That freak worked his psychopathic magic in my hometown when I was a young kid!

I learn some new things from them and I like to think they learn some new, valuable things from me. They teach me how to make the best Snapchat and Instagram Stories and good filters and poses. I teach them how to set up a budget, save money, set up a ROTH IRA and 401k and plan for the future. They teach me all the various ways you can obsess about your eating habits - keto diet, intermittent fasting, Whole 30, calorie restriction, etc. I teach them (with my actions) about eating in moderation with food from home and taking mini breaks in the day to exercise.

They entertain me with their stories of good restaurants and bars they've tried. I entertain them with crazy stories about parenting my kids and my attempts at controlling their digital exposure. They say they would not be happy if their mom was 'invading their privacy' by monitoring their private messages  to boys on Instagram. I say, "I don't care. I will take that phone away from you and spank your bottom for being disrespectful to me. You'll get a flip phone!" It is very funny. When my oldest daughter has an especially unruly, rebellious moment, I share it with them and they laugh and cheer for her. It's funny to get their perspective on teen life, since they aren't too far from that age themselves.

Sometimes they are annoying, mainly when it comes to the obsession with Snapchat and Instagram - how many likes and views. And I'm sure I annoy them at times acting like a know-it-all librarian. I encourage modesty and professionalism. I don't want to hear anything about how high-waisted pants are fashionable. It's B.S. and hideous, not to mention it creates a nasty camel toe. You can't make fun of mom jeans and then try to claim it as fashion. NOPE. Also, your fave bathing suit is missing the ass fabric. I don't care if it's the trend, I'm not wearing a g-string bikini or S & M swimsuit to the beach, pool, lake or river. I'm a size small or 4, but somehow I don't think my ass would look that great covered with just a thread. There is cottage cheese cellulite!

But the good news is - the sales chicks reminded me that a good spray tan makes you look thinner! You better believe I'll be getting a few of those leading up to spring/summer. I just ordered a few bikinis on clearance from Venus.com and I'm praying they fit and are flattering. Even if they're not, I'll capitalize on the spray tan and own my saddlebags. I'm in my 40s and have had three kids, so I know I look pretty good despite. Let's see how the next 20 years treat these Millennials after all the delicious cocktails, gastro pubs and charcuterie boards. ;P

No matter what, I'm really enjoying my new workplace and my co-workers. Mondays typically suck at most jobs. Today was another great day working with funny and nice young women. I'm happy to call them my friends.