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and was it intentional?
Just done it again and Im again being offered a better job again. Resigning is the new impressing the management
Ended up in my previous job doing 13-hour days and having to sleep in hotels by the office to get deadlines done thanks to a lacklustre chain of cretins not getting their work done and me being responsible for the final sign-offs.
One night I completely lost it, had a bit of a break down, and emailed everyone at about 2am who owed me a favour, basically saying "i need a job offer tomorrow, minimum this much money, which has to be writing/music-based, or I'm going to go mad."
That email got forwarded to a guy I'd met years ago at the Montreux Jazz Festival, who was a director of the company I now work for.
He called, I accepted a junior writer's post and then six months later there was a reshuffle and ended up as head of editorial. So all a bit awesomely lucky, really.
it gives us all hope
contacts are king
I moved into a room above a pub. I was coerced, by the promoter, into promoting some shows in the pub's function room after I'd been told at my job I'd have to go from 5 days a week down to 2. A couple of the gigs went quite well. I convinced someone else to put on a club night there. The promoter got poached from another venue and, unbeknown to me, recommended me to replace him. My landlord had a chat with me which i didn't realise at the time was a sneaky job interview, during which i mostly just ranted and FML'd a lot, and to my surprised I was offered a part time job booking the venue and another one. Someone else was also offered a couple of days a week doing the same thing and we were going to work together. She decided after a week or two that the job wasn't for her, and I was offered full time work that same day. yippee.
As for graduate level jobs, I have no idea what you do
I graduated a year ago and I'm still there cos I still need money. Of course when I say it like that it sounds like I'll never leave but dear god I hope I do at some point not too far away...
They kept extending my contract and then eventually I was interviewed and given a permanent role. 4 years later, still here *weeps*
In the sense of, is this what I want to end up doing with my life, probably not, but I hope it will be a decent stepping stone.
Finished uni with no plan other than to get a job at a bar or something else menial to save money for further studies. Didn't anticipate getting a grad job, particularly after a month of solid rejection for really menial stuff like medical receptionist and cocktail steward, but saw this one advertised and made a speculative application. Was surprised when they invited me to interview, even more surprised when they invited me for a second interview and stunned when they actually offered it to me.
Oddly enough, it's exactly a year since my first day. Good thread.
Yeah, graduated, went for the interview, got the job. Moved within the Group to a few other companies since, and we just bought this mob and merged with them in April, so that's how I am here.
I used this to get a job playing that computer game.
It was initially a 3 month temporary summer contract however and I've been full-time for a couple of years now so in that sense it wasn't exactly intentional.
It's not precisely what I want to do but it's in a company which has jobs I really want to do. Just waiting for one to come available...
how charmingly... nouveau.
i got a job
i think that's how it gworks
I said yeah, went for an interview, I got the job. Its only a temp but they've already extended my contract and it may go permanent one day because im well good at it.
I actually tried to have a think about what I enjoy doing and what I wanted to do eventually, and then started on the raod to that. So in a way not having any sort of plan worked out perfectly, although I'm not actually all the way there yet.
you know, as part of that Bookcrossing thing. The owner of the company happened to live nearby, picked up the book, logged on to Bookcrossing, saw my profile, found the link to my blog, saw my video CV on there and then offered me a job.
so I leave them in places for people to find. There's a website where you can track who finds them and where they came from so that's what happened. I left a book, someone found it, he saw who I was and gave me a job. CAPICHE?!
pretty cool. i lik eit
some crazy web 2.0 shit
a)find a book
b)find a book that had a link to someone's online CV
c) set up a award winning company
d) have swanky offices built
e) hope girl accepts job
But good luck
and I could hear someone whistling Knotty Pine by David Bryne and the Dirty Projectors but I couldn't tell where it was coming from. As the green man flashed I'd got the song in my head and started singing it to myself at a volume that was just about audible to others. When I got to the middle of the road the man who'd been crossing from the other side passed me - he was the one whistling it and we had both got to the same point in the song as we walked by each other. Now THAT'S match.com material.
I don't want to know what your favourite Godfather film is
Singing Knotty Pine
Please tell me that
One day you'll be mine.
She likes Fear of Music
I like Bitte Orca
So come here and kiss me
You know that you... oughtta
work in mcdonalds
I'd been working in the industry but our boss was shitty and doing stuff that wasn't entirely legal (he got busted after I left).
I with about 7 others started the company. It's only me and the guy with all the money left now though.
Kinda just fell into it.
sell this sort of crap in Affleck's Palace in Manchester. Daft tshirts with slogans on, the truffle shuffle, something droll about David Hasselhoff, blah blah. He did it for ages, started to hate it, they put the rent up, he got a job in a call centre.
That's all I have to say about that.
He never got sued. Also, he once met Alice Cooper, but he wasn't dressed like Alice Cooper, he was dressed like a normal, in dad jeans and stuff.
went in for a single interview, talked about photography for an hour and a half ( there was a little talk of Internet Marketing ) and boom. I've been trying to leave since...
I applied. I had an interview and a test. I was offered the job.
I totally fell into marketing though. Got an interview from spamming my CV at a media planning buying agency. Had a really good interview with 2 people I would later find out were drunk during it. MD only hired people from Oxbridge, LSE or Durham so once they said I was cool, he hired me. I didn't even know what I was going to do.
Turns out most people in marketing are pretty dense and if you're of above average intelligence, compentence and a little bit savvy, you can go a long way. Lucky to be in a team at the moment with some incredibly talented people.
As I got back home, recieved a phone call from an agency asking if I wanted an immediate start from the company I work in now, no interview, based entirely upon my CV.
It paid more than the job I had just walked out of as well.
As much as I grumble about it on occasion, I have a fair level of autonomy, a decent pay, and as the people in the company view being able to use excel beyond typing in numbers as a form of esoteric magic I get away with more here than in most places I've worked.
BUT IS IT FULFILLING HEATHEN, IS IT FULFILLING AND CREATIVE AND EXCITING?
No. And there's a high bellend contingent to deal with, but life is compromise.
getting temp jobs, getting slightly better temp jobs on the back of experience from the previous one. Sometimes playing agencies off of one another to get more money.
6 years in, got fed up of it, packed it in, did a journalism degree, found out it was thankless work for little money, went back to finance in order to pay off debt/avoid penury, went travelling, worked in the Parliament as I wanted a change, didn't happen, back to finance.
12 years in a few sentences. Less a conscious career choice as a mercenary attitude which has lead me to find the easiest job paying the most money available.
for a media analyst, so I wrote off for it and somehow landed it despite there being over 700 applicants. Score.
Then it was just a case of getting promoted every now and then to be where I am now. Same company, but higher up.
"better than 699 other people" post.
Just because they turned your application down
an old friend told me his job was available. Went down and was offered it after the interview
contacts: beating everything else since ever.
and partly because my best friend was applying for it and i didn't know what else to do.
these are stupid reasons, but hey, i just spent the whole afternoon sunbathing and swimming in the danube, so PFFFFFFT to sensible reasons.
YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO BE BETTER AT LIFE THAN I AM, YOU'RE OFF THE INTERNET
how many other ways are there?
that's a bit of a woman's magazine story.
(i don't buy women's magazines)
Spotted job for heart surgeon in local paper. Went for it. Promoted to brains 3 years later and here I am.
But there's not an awful lot to it. One brains pretty much like another.
Couple of stellas at the start of the shift to steady the hands.
BUT I've just put in a massive Amazon order for the entire bibliography of Ben Okri so it won't be long now.
on the promise of a full-time job. They eventually told me the offer had been recinded as they'd lost loads of funding, so I left in a huff. A month later, I got a random call saying "actually, how do you fancy doing two months?", which eventually turned into 9. Having said that, I finish at the end of next month so if anyone needs a good archiving, please let me know :(
Went to a group interview. I was the only one with any social skills so I got the job.
I now have to reapply for the exact same job. I'M STILL GOING TO BE THE BEST ONE FOR THE JOB, YOU SHITTY MOTHERFUCKERS. I NOW HAVE EXPERIENCE AND SOCIAL SKILLS.
Its a shit job down Cineworld.
Got interviews with three, second interviews with two, and a job offer from one.
Picked the career path because I spent nine shitting years learning how to do SCIENCE, during which I got a bit sick of academia but wanted to do something with it that didn't a) require me to work all hours of the day, every day, b) get paid less than a common or garden graduate scheme or c) all of the above.
We'll see how it goes.
I shortlisted a few possibilities and went to meet the people to suss them out. I decided to go for my current lot because they didn't seem to mind the fact that I was gurning off my chops when I pitched up in starbucks for our informal hello, plus they seemed nice and it was an intrguing (if slightly 'not really my thing') kind of opportunity. I think I might move soon. I think I need to find somthing which is more 'me', but I'm going to take some time to think about it first and make sure it's not another knee-jerk decision.
spend two years getting good at poker
Was in doing well in old job but got bored working in a village with the same group of people everyday. So applied for a job in London via my industry's weekly journal one lazy Sat arvo. Got an email about 2 months later saying I'd got an interview although I'd assumed they'd passed on me due to the lack of earlier reply. Interview went well, offered job, accepted job. Still in job for past 3.5yrs although have moved up the ladder considerably in that time sadly pay in the NHS doesn't really go up with that :(
only doing the application the day before and in the middle of uni deadlines. Forgot about it, had a phonecall for interview a few weeks later so quickly researched a bit more about the job. Interview went reasonably well, much to my surprise I was offered it as I stepped off the train on my way home! Not exactly what I planned on doing but enjoying it a lot so far.
and it was the only thing that kept me sane while working my boring, shitty, go-nowhere rent-paying job.
Then a position came up at the place where I'd been freelancing, and I got it.