"How much of human life is lost in waiting." – Ralph Waldo EmersonSigh. I’m bored. Why don’t you come join me? I’m waiting. Seems like when you’re living the laid-off life, you do a lot of waiting. Waiting for the worms. Waiting for Godot. Waiting for Guffman. Waiting for the world to change. Waiting for the sun.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Rarely in life is waiting a good thing. What do people wait for? The principal while sitting outside his office. Lab results. Lines to move. Traffic lights to change.
A wise person once said that waiting is patience, but passive patience is laziness. So, I’m actively waiting. And if you are in the same situation, I suggest you try to do the same thing. They pay me to write this column and talk about the exciting things in my life like waiting, but it is also therapeutic. There’s a reason people blog or write in journals or Facebook update. It feels good to get your thoughts down on paper or screen or email. And I suppose that’s why people write memoirs and autobiographical movies and songs about heartbreak. Because it’s restorative release. I can also imagine that lack of release attributes to violent behavior like road rage and going ConAgra, as we used to say in the Midwest. And no one wants that (although they do provide you with steady work in prison). So, my minions, you are my collective therapists, my anonymous support group.
So I say to you: do the same thing. When you’re waiting, do something constructive. Can I suggest writing about it? A Google search for "unemployment blogs" returns six million results (in 0.15 seconds: how amazing is Google? Why can’t I work there?). That’s a lot of people in the Internet ether talking, discussing, blogging, releasing about being out-of-work. They’re so easy to create, it’s ridiculous. Sites like Blogger and WordPress are turnkey and simple. I can’t guarantee people will actually read what you write; I once had a radio DJ gig where I offered my car to anyone who’d just call in, but clearly no one was listening. But I don’t see the audience as the point as much as the broadcast itself. The point is to get down in writing how you’re feeling. Trust me, it will make you feel better.

While you were interviewing, you undoubtedly learned more about the company, and about the people that work there. Possibly even met a few. Find them on LinkedIn. See if you share groups. Look them up on Google. Use your social-networking savvy to get opinions on the company and its employees. Find some dirt on the hiring manager and blackmail them. (No, really don’t do that.) If you can locate someone at the company, possibly in the department in which you are interviewing, email them. Ask them lingering questions you have about the company and its culture. Maybe finagle a phone number that circumvents the auto-attendant/voice-mail nightmare. Strike up an acquaintanceship. If you’re lucky (or persistent), they can even put in a good word for you. Or let you know about other opportunities in the company. Or even steer you away from the company if they have had bad experiences. And see if anyone there shares your alma mater; that’s always a good 'in'. At Syracuse, we called it 'The Newhouse Mafia'.
So, friends, thank you for allowing me this outlet to tell you about the trials and troubles of my search for full-time employment. It keeps me sane(r) and focused. Not everyone gets a gig that pays you to keep a diary, but if you have the means, I highly suggest picking one up. But my biggest wish for myself is to no longer have this column. Maybe they’ll pay me to write 'The Newly-Employed Life' (hint hint, editors).
In the meantime, I wait. Let’s hope that you people and getting this job aren’t the only things keeping me from going all ConAgra on you.
Michael Hochman
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"Oh, you hate your job? Why didn't you say so? There's a support group for that. It's called everybody, and they meet at the bar." - Drew Carey
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