A few days ago, I was standing in the heart of Times Square in NYC. When I say the heart of Times Square, I mean it: the corner of Broadway and West 43rd Street. I was very early for a lunch time business meeting. I was dressed professionally in my black suit with my red Donald Trump tie. I would describe my appearance as "looking like a VIP".
A man walks up to me, he was dressed as business like as I was.
Not that I didn't feel bad for the guy, nor do I wish worse on him. But I did feel that I would never be that guy. Could I be out of work one day? Sure, any one of us could. In fact some of you reading this are unemployed. However I don't expect that I would be wandering the streets of NYC looking for strangers to hand my resume to. I believe my network, my skills, and my education will prevail. I know that may come across as arrogant, but I just believe it is confidence. Which, by the way, is an attractive trait when dating and when job searching. Along with a Donald Trump tie.
Besides, I would rather go into the human resource office with an appointment and hand my resume to a total stranger.
A man walks up to me, he was dressed as business like as I was.
"Excuse me," he starts, "are you working right now?"
Not really understanding his tone, I said "Do you mean right this minute?"
"No. I mean are you employed right now? Because I'm not. I've been out of work about nine months. Things are getting tough and as you can imagine I'm trying to find work where I can. Do you mind if I give you my resume? I would appreciate any help you could give me"
He handed it to me without waiting for my response. I mumbled something, but I don't remember what.
"Thanks much", he just kind of laid out there, then went on his way down Broadway. He walked in some sort of gait between desperate, lost, and drunk. Although I'm pretty sure he had not been drinking that morning.
I took a quick glance at the resume, the stuffed it in my bag. His name was Tony, and from his job history (sales, sales, and more sales) it wasn't hard to figure out why he has having a difficult job search.
At this point most people standing where I was would have thought something like "there, but for the grace of some all knowing deity, go I."
I took a quick glance at the resume, the stuffed it in my bag. His name was Tony, and from his job history (sales, sales, and more sales) it wasn't hard to figure out why he has having a difficult job search.
At this point most people standing where I was would have thought something like "there, but for the grace of some all knowing deity, go I."
Not me.
Not that I didn't feel bad for the guy, nor do I wish worse on him. But I did feel that I would never be that guy. Could I be out of work one day? Sure, any one of us could. In fact some of you reading this are unemployed. However I don't expect that I would be wandering the streets of NYC looking for strangers to hand my resume to. I believe my network, my skills, and my education will prevail. I know that may come across as arrogant, but I just believe it is confidence. Which, by the way, is an attractive trait when dating and when job searching. Along with a Donald Trump tie.
Besides, I would rather go into the human resource office with an appointment and hand my resume to a total stranger.
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