Friday, October 02, 2009


It has become quite clear that my industry does not want me.

C’est la vie.

I typed “WINE” into the local job website.

And will now be applying for any and all jobs that allow me to be drunk on the job.

So far, at least 3 are in the process of the application. All while I eat Chicken Chow Mein out of a noodle cup.


Don't believe a word I write said...

Good fucking god, what lame-brained doos wrote that rejection letter?! Sorry about the foul language, but really, I don't think I've heard such tripe in a long, long time.

Indeed, REGIONAL EXPERIENCE?!!!! Does that mean knowing if Main street intersects with Church street immediately qualifies one as 'better suited' to filing and answering telephones?


noodle said...

Can you pull the race card in Oz? Cos they have a great way of wording 'we only want locals'.

I say you HAVE to write back something clever and insulting. PLEASE…

po said...

Hmm. Regional experience? That sounds like, sorry you are not an Aussie to me.

Champagne Heathen said...

DBWAIWIA - :) You summarise it so perfectly! Some very sweet person also told me on Saturday that that well known organisation is actually full of shite & wouldn't know how to organise a Monday Morning piss up in a Stellenbosch Student digs. That made me feel good!

Noodle - They did actually ask "are you from a cultural or linguistically diverse background". I had once read what they actually meant, but this time I said, yes, yes I am. Because I am!!! (Fok. Though. Does that actually mean that counted against me!?)

So far, I have to be polite to them, cause I am holding onto the impossible dream that they will call me in for a more senior position that I applied for but haven't heard back about. (HAHAHAHAHAHAH. I laugh at myself & my idealism when I type this!)

Po - But I LOOK so Aussie. Every East Asian person I have met has told me so!

She said...

Makes you want to kick someone in the teeth, doesn't it? Such a load of bull.

But at least you got an email. The last 20 jobs I applied to, guess what I got? Nothing. Not even a haha-we-didn't-even-bother-to-read-your-resume courtesy call or email.


Champagne Heathen said...

She - that is kak (South African for "shit"). I hope you harass them with phone calls "to re-enquire where the process is" just to get some revenge in some way! (oh, wait, to make a phone call, you need money, and to have money, you need to have an income...)

BTW, I love your blog & that there is some solace in having you also unemployed & blogging out there!