And here I thought I’d have all this time on my hands…

19 May

Now that I’m between jobs I thought there’d be plenty of time to find a new job, catch up on projects, write a few screenplays, read a few books and nap a lot. Not sure where I got that idea:

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Liquidation Survival Guide

13 May

going out of business

Work in retail? Find yourself at the mercy of a brutal liquidator and your future looks foggier than the store-front window that kid just smeared his ice cream on? I feel your pain. Oh, so many of us feel your pain. But fear not! Here are 25 terrific tips to help you maintain what sanity you have left during this difficult process: Continue reading

RIP Caché

12 May

I worked at a clothing store…did I ever tell you that? It was a lovely store. And now…we’ll just be a memory.”

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In spite of having to witness the tragic end of this beautiful company and the horror of losing a loved job, I’m grateful to have been a part of this company for the time allowed me.

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“Something really depressing…like a Baby Gap”

24 Apr

Continuing through my stages of grief:

“People are always telling you that change is a good thing. But all they’re really saying is that something you didn’t want to happen at all has happened. My store is closing this week. I own a store…did I ever tell you that? It’s a lovely store. And in a week it will be something really depressing. Like a Baby Gap. Soon we’ll just be a memory. In fact, someone, some foolish person will probably think it’s a tribute to this city — the way it keeps changing on you, or the way you can never count on it, or something. I know because that’s the sort of thing I’m always saying, but the truth is —

“I’m heartbroken.

“I feel as if a part of me has died. And my mother has died all over again. And no one can ever make it right.”

 

Translation

20 Apr

Somebody grab a copy of You’ve Got Mail, put the box of Kleenex in the shopping bag and sit down to watch with me. The Ephron girls did a pretty good job getting the situational accuracy right, so now I’m going to offer a somewhat unfiltered translation of the subtext to give you a little slice of what my life at work is actually like right now.

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The world needs more lemonade

15 Apr

going out of business fixture sale #hiremeYou may have noticed I added a new category to the blog: “In which I fetch my pinks & hunt for jobs.”

I’m an anglophile. Couldn’t help it.

The job hunt continues.

The positives:

  • The social media social community. I adore you all. I love hearing from you and learning from you and knowing I am not alone. You are a blessing.
  • Positive meeting with a headhunter a week ago. She was lovely, and it was a great experience. I went solely with the attitude of making a new friend.
  • One week to the hour later I got a small freelance offer followed by a potential job lead. Hooray!
  • A long-time customer cried because she was worried about me losing my job. Another customer came back into the store to tell me she had heard of a social media job opening. I had to hug them both.
  • Because my insurance is about to expire, I was forced to go to the dentist. Rather than the usual torment I found a treasure. Best. Hygenist. Ever. Can’t wait to get new insurance so I can go again.
  • Celebrating that my co-worker has has found a new job, and my boss is very close to doing so. Yay!

I’ve got a great boss who tells me, “If we haven’t found a job yet, it just means that the right job isn’t ready yet.” Translation: don’t be impatient, Jennifer. God does love you. God is your provider. And He has not forgotten to open a door for you. Wait on Him. I keep having to remind myself the hurry is in my head, not His. Deep breath. Exhale. Continue reading

9 new, fresh approaches to the old, tired job search

11 Mar

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This time it’s going to be different.

Do you ever get tired of change? My life is on the verge of change…again. Occasionally there have been changes that were happily met, but I find the more fear I feel for what’s behind the mystery door, the more resistant I tend to be toward going through it. What could be behind that door could be SO AMAZING. Is it the pessimist in me — or the small fearful child — who believes it’s more practical to be ready for the worst to come through it at me instead? Continue reading

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