Thursday, December 08, 2005

the interview suit

in addition to being sexless, i've been jobless for a total of 170 days and counting. i can't complain cuz 170 days without a job is 1000xs better than working on masta's plantation for 9 months, hell may be better than that but i'm not trying to find out.

so, at this point the only thing i can compare the job market to is the relentless meat market, aka, DC club scene. at 26 and five years outta college i'm now faced with the ultimate hustle of having to compete with recent grads and their perky ass job-hunting capabilities, but the fresh-ass 21-year old chicks with perky this and that, making me feel like the old lame maid in the club. but to be perfectly honest - job or no job, man or no man, i still got my swagger and i stay fly - shout out to my fly ass hairstylist, FELA, at Shear Movement on U st. at this point i can put out so much energy knowing full well what i'm getting into . . . real world work life is so surreal.

but, i digress . . . so i went on my umpteenth interview with a staffing agency today and what i'd anticipated to be as pleasant as a trip to the dentist turned out to be quite pleasant. i mean after waking up in a cold ass apartment (literally cold - like my 20+ year old heating system broke the fuck down as soon as my rent went the fuck up $95, how convenient . . . but again, i'm getting off topic) i had to walk about six blocks in this damn suit to tell another complete stranger why i'm so wonderful and worthy of a job. the interview went very well, like every other interview, but at this point, i starting to question who has it worse - me and my job search or the suit.

let me get you caught up, back in 2003 i bought a pretty nice black suit; the standard jacket, pant and skirt. hindsight being what it is, had i known that i'd have to don that damned suit more than 10 times in the past 6 months (mind you that the suit is getting more action than i am at this point) i wouldn't have coined it the "interview suit". talk about jinx, that damn suit needs to have stock options the way my job market is looking these days.

as far as i'm concerned i can never put that suit on again as long as i live, but at this point i'll simply settle for the idea of being able to wear it to my first client meeting after landing my new j-o-muthafuckin-b . . .


Blogger diva527 said...

i totally agree with you about competing for jobs, men, etc. its so frustrating!

10:55 AM  
Blogger Asian Mistress said...

Work it!

11:08 AM  
Blogger Chairborne Stranger said...

LOL, go with AM-Work it!! Great blog here-sexless!

7:23 PM  

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