October 7th, 2004

My wonderful Meg kitty.

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I've noticed a disturbing pattern. Every time I need a job, I get screwed in some way. Not in a good way, mind you.

I called up my contact at Evans Data Corporation today (the job that I interviewed for last week) and inquired. After a brief hold, I was told that the job had in fact been filled. Jenny (my contact) seemed a bit embarrassed and mentioned that she'd really liked me at the interview and I was more than qualified. Meanwhile, the person who was hired (apparently unilaterally) hasn't started yet.

So, essentially, I found a job that I'm more than qualified for and the rug gets pulled out from underneath me. I suspect that this was a lovely case of "Hey, I can hire J. Random Friend of Mine, right?"

I've spent the day alternating between annoyed and depressed as a result. Can't it ever be easy?

I need to get out of here. I need to go somewhere where tech jobs aren't few and far between. Maybe I need to give up and do the commute over 17.

I wrote an email to Jenny afterwards asking what I could've done differently (e.g. was there something I could've done better on my resume or at my interview) which was subtly worded to apply a slathering of "you guys suck" and asking her to keep me in mind should a position open up in the future.

Gordon really wants me to go back to work for him. $10/hr without benefits for Java programming seems a touch on the desperate low side.

Why can't it just be simple? Is it really too much to ask to be in a position where I'm reasonably paid by a reasonable boss? Why does it always feel as though I'm being squeezed out of existence by rent and a lack of job?

Lastly, I heard about Rodney Dangerfield today. So much for another great comedian.