“6/7 -6/9? Where’s the 8th?” Ok, you caught me. But like I said, I missed my train the other day, so I stayed at my parents to be able to submit homework. But this time it’s serious. No more kiddin’ around. Back to the offering. A paragraph a day.
This topic was sparked by the mishap I wrote about the other day. The bump in the road, the three hour commute. Like most people, when I become upset about something or find myself dealing with injustice, I over think about it. I think about it until I’m blue in the face, until the topic is beaten dry, until the dead horse is intercepting the club and telling me to cut it out. And because of these overthought conflicts, my emotions relay what I believe to be truth, where it might have been wrung out. This topic that was invoked by the long commute and delayed successful travel, is the topic of education. Education at least in terms of employment. The idea that this papered diploma bestowed upon me, is just that, paper. Without this, I would have a highschool/GED diploma job. A job that you learn over time, but that could not amount to anything more than excessive gear turning. A job that is more physical then theoretical, more monotonous than thoughtful and more laborious than a job that someone who committed years of education should have to undergo. So, you’re thinking, because I have a diploma (Bachelor’s if you were wondering, and now working towards my second), this should be a bench mark to success, a real handicap to a position of managerial prowess. This I can guarantee you, is not the case. So I overthought this topic because of my flawed commute. This daily sacrificial journey to make a slight bump on pay from a job of no diploma. It had me question, well…. What the fuck. Why would I do this? What was the point of education, if sacrifice is to be made in and out of work, during and after school? Why get a certificate into this rat race, when both output and aggravation is slightly more? With this question, I played the stages of grief. I denied the truth, I begged for truth and I came to terms with what I argued to be a justified counter. There must be an uncertainty by employers. It must be a gamble, and one that they are not ready to fold to. When looking for a job, you can see requirements of a 6 years, 2 certificates and a buttload of experience. Something one would expect to receive from said company. When does the time come for 6 years of experience, if that is the milestone for this company to consider a candidate? It doesn’t stop there though. To even become a candidate, one must do backflips and summersaults for an appointed trainer, a talent agent, a recruiter. These get rich quick minded, unsuccessful business minor graduates, huddle together in a room, quick dial with copyandpasted scripts, and plan for your weakened defense. Only offering contract to hire jobs that promise everyone a cut of the deal. Employers appoint these jockeys to fulfill their hiring process, taking out the personality of the process and crippling the ability for one to take care of this process by themselves and for themselves. If the process is taken from us, and the years given to college turn out to just be compared to someone who was offered the training and experience over years, how does one beat this machine? Well, this might have to be answered in another post, because I am not entirely sure. This doityourself ability to find an employer has been given to the rich white families who inherit their opportunity from daddy. Everyone else, well everyone else will have to compete. But luckily for us, recruiters are there to help with that. They are there to “sell” us as candidates. They take their time and carefully copy and then paste their thoughtful offers to us, and then back to the employers. They look out for pay out. Leaving no limbo or personal access into a company. So I say, someone needs to develop a Craigslist for employers and employees that takes the Targets and Kohl's out of the equation. A service that allows an employer to find an employee with benefits on both sides, and no one to scoop the middle of the rainbow sherbet (that's my lemon sherbert...). Until there's no middle man, like the mafia used to do with insurance, the employment process will continue to be this one sided profitable lifeless mistake of a process, leaving everyone screwed except the recruitment companies.