I just made up a fake resume this morning. Oh, I didn’t fake any experience – I just separated my resumes into two versions: one with project management, and one with just the design, architecture and SEO stuff on it, as though I’d been just one of the guys on the team.
I’ve never been out of work before, and I have to say that this has been one of the most soul-destroying periods of my life, ever. I feel like a dancing dog in a circus. Those of you who have been following this know what I feel about employment agencies, both as an employer and as a new applicant – for the most part, they’re pretty slimy. But I try, every damn day, taking all their calls and being charming and answering the most unbelievably personal questions. I smile while I talk to them, since if you make a smile you can hear it in your voice. I send out CVs for everything possible – probably for the same jobs over and over, since at this point they are all running together.
And I don’t get called for interviews, many times for jobs that are way below my present career level and experience. Jobs that I would never, ever have considered previously. I’ve been told that I am “too technical” for project management jobs that I dearly wanted (ie, I had too many hands-on skills) and the management stuff scares off anyone who just wants a garden-variety web designer. I give up.
And so I smile and balance balls on my nose, panting for approval, hoping to find a home of my own. But it is tiring, so very tiring.