also, maybe a little less exposure to pathogens
ALL I WANT IS A NICE QUIET JOB IN A NICE QUIET PLACE WHERE I CAN TYPE THINGS AND FILE THINGS AND NOT HAVE TO GET UP TOO EARLY OR LIFT HEAVY THINGS TOO FREQUENTLY AND I HATE GOSSIPING WITH THE OTHER OFFICE STAFF I WOULD MUCH PREFER TO SPEND ALL OF MY TIME AT WORK QUIETLY ABSORBED IN MY WORK TASKS RATHER THAN ON THE PHONE WITH FRIENDS OR CHATTING WITH THE OTHER WORKERS AND WHY IS IT SO HARD TO FIND SUCH A JOB PLEASE
i don't want to sell things. i don't want to schmooze. i'm more than happy to take phone messages. i can deliver them with surprising accuracy. i know how phones work, even multi-line ones. i can type faster than most people can read. i can use any freaking sort of office equipment any office could possibly have, except maybe those electric staplers, because they're scary. after less than a week, i generally know how to use the office software better than my trainers. mac, PC, i don't care. if it at least has a graphical interface i'm fine. why won't anyone hire me to do these things? i am very good at these things. i LIKE doing these things. why have i been condemned to spend my life in retail? when i escape the hell of Technical Retail, i wind up in Reception, which has just as much selling as retail, these days, what with sucking up to the damn clients all the damn time. i pretend that i have people skills because i can't get a job where i don't have to have people skills, but i have so! many! more! skills!
what do i do? where can i look? i am disheartened.
posted by anne @ 4:30 PM
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I would just like to say that electric staplers are awesome. I have spent many happy hours playing with those things, and wasting many staples.
i'm always afraid they're going to bite me. perhaps they've improved in recent years, but the ones i've encountered have been downright vicious.
I have nothing to offer you here except shared righteous indignation. If it's any consolation, getting two bachelor's degrees is obviously not the answer.
i think you are at least lucky in being male, because you're less likely to get gigs in reception. i've still only ever met one male receptionist. ever.
anne let's learn how to code web pages and do geek stuff. They never talk to people except other geeks and make more money than most people (to support their anime habits)
but we are overpopulated as it is, dude! graphics design majors are a dime a dozen, which is partly why i got out, and so is everyone else. the whole field is so over-degreed at this point that you have to have, like, invented your own internet to get a job. it is sad.
Actually, Anne, I happen to know you've met a former male receptionist as well. Got to know him pretty well, actually - though evidently job histories never came up.
In any case, the first actual interview I managed to scrape in this whole merciless job searchin' process was as... a receptionist. And I was turned down. So whatever the hell else this stupid Y chromosome is doing for me, it sure as hell doesn't seem to be doing much for my wallet.
Hello, I do not agree with the previous commentator - not so simple
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