Do Not Hire

I've basically came to the conclusion that there must be a sign on my head that says, "Hey, I have a degree- I'm really qualified- but please, don't hire me!" Seriously. Is there an invisible sign that I'm just not seeing? AHHHHH!! I'm getting quite frustrated in my job hunt. I've literally applied for about 20+ jobs- and in all of those I've gotten 1 interview. Yes, 1! Ok, I would have had 2- but the lady that called me somehow miraculously "LOST" my information when I called her back. Seriously? Again, SERIOUSLY? 


Now, I'm not trying to sound conceited by any means, but I am VERY good at what I do. I know my stuff. And I would like to think that the 2 years that I put into my college education wasn't a total waste of time. Yeah, I know they say that you need your Master's degree to do anything in the Rehab Field- but come on now- I didn't spend all that time in class for nothing. Or did I? 


Here's the deal- here's what Really grinds my gears... I spent 1 year at Rend Lake and earned 2 Associates Degrees. I spent another 2 years at SIU and earned my Bachelor's Degree. Again, I know my stuff- I'm good at what I do. I didn't spend all of that time studying and going to class for nothing. I did it so that one day I could get a job... a good job! Now, I'll be the first to admit- quitting the Master's program wasn't ideal. But hey, I can't change the past. Which leads me to my next problem... I can't go on for my master's like I planned- If I don't get a job. My job was supposed to help pay for my Masters. So, you can see my dilemma, right? And here's another problem: Almost EVERY job says- at least 1-2 years experience preferred. Well HELLO PEOPLE that do the hiring... I can't get experience if no one hires me. But WAIT! I do have experience- however, my year as an intern and grad assistant must not mean anything, right? 


Now, I'm not trying to complain by any means. I do realize that I've got it pretty good right now. I mean, I get to stay at home with my favorite little man all day and I have a supportive husband that provides for our family. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining about any of that. It's just that... I need to work. I like working. I like the structure of it. I like knowing what I have to do and doing it. And most of all, I have a degree in a field that is very, very rewarding. I like that the best. And yes, I know that the right job will eventually come along. I have been doing a lot of praying... so I know that things will work out the way they're supposed to. Does anyone else feel like sometimes God's timing isn't the timing that you want? I guess that's where patience comes along, huh? So, I'm learning to be patient. And in the meantime, I'll continue applying for every possible job there is. :)