There
used to be a time when the endless hours you spent in college taking classes
with no relevance to the "real world" would guarantee you a safe
cushy job and a guaranteed ticket to the middle and upper-class. Retirement parties, gold watches and wood plaques with golden
scribes about your dedicated service have gone the way of dinosaurs and cabbage patch dolls.
For
your loyalty and hard work, a pink slip that guarantees that potential
employers will discriminate for the time you were between jobs and when you do
finally find one, the promise that you will now earn 50% less than you did in
your last job is pretty close to reality.
And if that doesn't scare you more than Freddy Krueger and Jason, how about the fact that more than half of college graduates under the age of 25 are unemployed or underemployed.
And if that doesn't scare you more than Freddy Krueger and Jason, how about the fact that more than half of college graduates under the age of 25 are unemployed or underemployed.
A PHD in life experience and a
collection of degrees that guarantee that you can use plenty of ten dollar
words like: Paroxyism, Draconian or Ossify, which of course are diametrically
opposed to your new kindergarten salary. But don't worry, there might be enough
left after the bills for such treats as apple juice and graham crackers.
The
job market is about as anorexic as a lot of our new millennium bank accounts.
The most fun, is the job interview with the kid who just drank an Enfamil shake
and has plenty of interview questions about a job he knows nothing about. But
don't get mad. You gotta say cheese and look really happy for the camera since
your social media profile needs to be warm and fuzzy, despite the wind chill
factor in your life.
So
you don't want to make minimum wage? Neither does anyone else, but there are at
least 1,000 resumes for folks who really don't want to flip a burger, mop a
floor, or smile and get you a Vanilla Latte, but they will. Why? Because they
have to.
Ok you went to a good school, were a thought leader in your field and a classic
overachiever. Now you are forced to work a survival job because the new economy
has nothing for you. A survival job says a lot about you. It says that you
will do what is necessary so that your kid eats, but the HR person looks at
your resume and says: "Director of Finance, VP of Operations,
Fast Food Burger Flipper Engineer Extraordinaire, yeah that's impressive. In
all honesty, it is. Too bad they don't think so.
Recession proof jobs
don't exist anymore. Just two years ago, eight teaching vacancies attracted
3,620 applicants. There are few corporate ladders to climb because they are as
obsolete as 8-track tape players. If you insist on climbing that imaginary
ladder in your red bottom shoes or your shiny new wingtips, be prepared for a
treacherous climb.
But
the old adage says: there is no substitute for hard work. Just think, that big corner cubicle can
be all yours! LOL
This
tale would not be complete without a discussion on the thrilling task of
reading compelling ads that promise a "great opportunity" for a hard worker,
which is a euphemism for low paying dead end job that will make you want to quit and and
commit your life to working with small animals or joining the circus.
So what
do you do in this I want a gold watch in a pink slip layoff sorta world?
The
key is to have an entrepreneurial mindset even if you don't own the company and
you must wrap your head around the fact that
having an entrepreneurial mindset will not guarantee you any lasting
success unless you use it for your own dreams as much as you use it to make your employer a success.
It is not safe anymore and there is always the possibility that your job
can be outsourced, eliminated, a nice friendly robot
can replace you, or you can work really hard and hope that your employer is as
loyal to you as you are to them.
Good
luck and God bless us in trying to find one. Or maybe, your skills and talents
will lead you to launch a company everyone wants to work for because you know
how much it sucked working for companies that only saw you as a number.
Who knows,
then you can buy your own gold watch and the only pink slip you have to deal
with is the one for your car.
So, how are these changes impacting your life or the life of those you care about? What say you?
So, how are these changes impacting your life or the life of those you care about? What say you?





