“How’s the internship going mom? Well, I don’t think I’ll be there as a full time position.” I tell her after I have been avoiding the conversation that was about to ensue. When I asked my manager if I could get some feedback as to my progress so that I make sure I impress so I get bumped up to being an employee, and he told me that I just wasn’t competitive enough and that I should feel free to interview at other places, I have to say, that rejection was hard to swallow. Especially when I still had like six weeks left in the internship.
Now, job searching sucks. There is no getting around that. I start to get PTSD from my days working at Dunks, Starbucks and Einsteins Bagels as I read up on the qualifications posted on LinkedIn and Monster around any tech job I find interesting or promising. For starters, I just want to say to every one of those people writing the descriptions, that it is total horseshit to ask for 7+ years of experience and label it Entry level. If you are in a technical field like myself, you will even run into absurdities like asking for 10-15+ years experience in tech that came out in 2013. No joke guys that shit’s out there for people to try and apply.
But, I am not here to tell people how to write their job applications, or to tell them you shouldn’t ask a million things out of someone out of college. I am here to discuss a pet peeve that I have found in residents of Massachusetts. One of the best qualities of my internship was that my commute was no more than fifteen minutes. Living in the same town where you work is quite comfortable. But now that I am searching for work, it is no surprise that the majority of offices lay in Boston. People here look at that, and see that they live an hour-ish away and they curse at the length of that commute.
I laugh at you people. You think traffic is when a highway gets slowed down and you have to go 45 or God forbid anything below that. I laugh hysterically, and I hate to do this, but I laugh because I must play my International card. You think that is traffic? You think that an hour maybe hour and a half commute is hard, or that people not taking a right on red when they should burn in hell? I tell you what, go to Mexico City, but maybe take some smelling salts for when you pass out from the amount of cars, traffic and overall lack of caring for traffic rules.
If you want to know traffic, get a time machine and go ask fifteen year old me, who has been in the car for four hours, even though his house is only three miles away from school, waiting to get home because he really needs to take a piss before his bladder explodes all over the back seat. ~ad astra ultraque
