My posts have been sporadic because I am trying to assemble some sort of infrastructure resembling a life here in San Francisco. This means looking for a job, which is a frustrating and thankless endeavor.
Today's frustrations are brought to you be the words "specialist" and "expert." I have seen these two words in so many job listing and every time I see them I want to flip over whatever table and chair I'm sitting at and howl like an angry capuchin monkey. You know why? I graduated at the top of my class; I'm smart, I'm a hard worker, I got talents and stuff. But I'm not an expert, and I'm not a specialist! I could say I'm a writing specialist, but that's nothing if not paired with webernet skills or marketing skills or managing a team of 7+ members skills. I'm an expert at caramelizing onions. I'm an expert at watching YouTube videos of other people's pets and babies. I'm an expert at braiding hair. Anyone? Anyone?
So here's what I'm finding: there is no in-between jobs for college grads. Sure, I'm entry-level, but give me a little more credit than that. But not too much. 'Cause I ain't no specialist.
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