Three people last week let me know the reason my job search is tough is because “black women” are “given” all the good jobs.
I have heard this so often I have an auto-response. “I’m sorry you feel that way. That has not been my experience. I’ll let you know if I find evidence that this is how the world works.”
Calling out family members or acquaintances for their racist bullshit doesn’t change their minds, help me start a new adventure, or make the world a better place.
It is a little weird being an Uber driver. I thought I’d try it. So far I’ve made about $20/hour, and I am not that good. The interface is new to me and the pick-up always take too long.
The most amazing thing about driving for Uber is how it make me think about my time. Now, when there is something I don’t want to do, I have something mildly distasteful I can do and earn a little (very little) money. After two hours of Uber driving, my priorities have been pretty much sorted out.
When I started my job search back in November, I cleaned up my Facebook, Instagram, and my personal web-page. I was pretty sure that I needed to be a little more generic to get the a new job I thought I would like. Well, I wasn’t offered the Executive Director position at the Athens Downtown Development Authority, but I still left this empty.
Over half of the jobs I’ve applied for have a social media marketing component. Three actually had a “blogging” component, and I had nothing to show.
One of the first rules of marketing is “Show don’t tell.” I’m an entrepreneur with 20 years of management and marketing experience. I now have a project to manage for the biggest client I’ll ever have: Find a new professional adventure for Roy Felts.