When I’m not working for a corrupt collection of old ‘doctors’ trying squeeze every last penny from an even more corrupt medical system while their frontal lobes are still in tact, I’m sitting at my computer. Sitting here sending emails with job applications, sending follow-up emails for the job applications sent, and waiting hopelessly for a response. Any response at all.
It’s effective… in that it passes the time.
Like the melting paint in The Midnight Sun, all of my days have blended together. They’re just one big blur. Mornings are nonproductive and weekends are meaningless.
In a last ditch effort to boost my appeal, I caved and created a LinkedIn account. Or at least I started to.
I find it hard to come to terms with outsourcing every process to a branded “platform.” Why do I need a fancy profile to prove my eligibility? While others might not find this idea so perturbing as they have had way better professional experience, I find this very difficult. Browsing through some profiles for inspiration I saw dazzling examples of what a LinkedIn page should be… and then there was mine – sad and sparse.
I’m so sick of filling in the blanks. Conforming to the opportunities provided for me. What happened to creating ones own career? Paving ones own path?
