It’s All About Balance

‘Balance’ is a word that keeps coming up over and over again in my mind as I’ve worked through this blog project the past semester. Most everyone has heard the children’s rhyme, “All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy”, right? Well, all play and no work makes Jack a poor boy, so the best course of action it seems, is balance. Something else I’ve come to realize is that life is never neat, controlled and organized. Rather, it is messy, chaotic and constantly changing. Knowing this, I’ve learned to roll with the punches a little bit better and to incorporate play into work and vice versa whenever possible because I may not always get the ‘fair’ amount of time for each. So as I’ve progressed through my blog, I’ve worked harder to incorporate humor in small ways into each post. Like life, work is not something you can completely control the direction of, especially when it’s a creative process – like blogging or writing (in virtually any capacity).

My blog  did not end up becoming what I had originally envisioned it to be. I started each post with goals of perfection, clean and ordered symmetry, grave seriousness and politically correct advice. What I created was something considerably less so. My blog does offer good career advice, but that well intentioned advice has been progressively peppered with more and more humor, sarcasm and my personal wit (clearly I’m using ‘wit’ generously). These personal, humorous touches changed the landscape of my modern, professional career advice blog into a blog offering relate-able, entertaining career observations/recommendations with a sarcastic twist. I can’t say that one vision is any better than the other, certainly different audiences would prefer different environments. I do understand better now though, that I can’t be all inclusive all the time, despite my best intentions. The secret to a successful blog involves finding or creating a niche. In letting my flaws, quirks and personal preferences shine through, I’ve created something wholly unique and one of a kind. Whether such creation is good or bad depends on each individual reader – something that is completely beyond my control. So you are reading a blog that aspires to be no more than what it is, relate-able, fun career advice as perceived through the eyes of a woman whose still struggling to find all the answers herself.

What I share with you here is not encompassing of all career advice on the internet, I am not infallible, and (more often than I will EVER admit) I am wrong. More than anything though, I am genuine. I truly understand the fear, the struggles and the preparation that goes into finding and keeping a job. Because of that, I wanted to share with the world what I’ve learned through personal experience and academic research. It is my hope that you find something useful, or that you are, at the very least, entertained.

Good luck on your own job hunt and in all your professional endeavors,

 Friends Real World

 Best of Luck,

Jamie

Panicking over your job choice?

So you’re sitting by the phone impatiently waiting to get a phone call where the person at the other end congratulates you on getting the job. This wait may take two days or two weeks, regardless, it usually feels like torture. Meanwhile, you obsess and pray that you’re the lucky applicant out of hundreds that gets chosen, but 5 minutes into that daydream you begin to obsess and panic that you’re  the unlucky bastard out of hundreds that gets chosen.

That’s right, you start worrying that maybe this job you painstakingly researched and prepared for is going to be fucking awful. But you’re running out of ramen and one more red bill in the mailbox means no more electricity OR internet.

ramen and dancing

I might survive several days without food,  but missing Dancing with the Stars makes me stabby.

This post is to reassure you that no matter what horrible scenarios you’ve been imagining for your new job, it probably won’t be as bad as some of these:

Turkey masturbator.

That’s right, reaching through feathers to manually stimulate a male turkey in order to obtain his semen by sucking it through a rubber tube and then blowing it into the female turkey. No joke. That cubicle position in the auditing department is sounding better and better right?!?

sexy turkey

Or how about, battery breaker.

You spend your day hauling 100+ lb batteries to your work area where you must then break them open to remove the valuable lead cores. First though you have to drain the acid out, and despite the rubber apron, goggles and boots some acid always finds its way to your skin. Did you think paper cuts and misogynistic coworkers were bad? How about third degree burns on your belly, legs, arms and that occasional splash of acid to your eyes?

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Menial filing and data entry never looked so good.

So no matter whether your call back is coming from McDonald’s or the telemarketing firm downtown, even if it isn’t your dream job, it could always, always be worse.

McDonalds thumbs up