Job One is done, at least for now
Wed, Aug. 27th, 2008 11:12 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
scarlettinaTwo hours of searching. Five job applications, including titles such as Publications Editor, Website Specialist, Photo Editor, Production Manager, and Photo Journalist Editor.
What amazes me is how different companies refer to the same position, and how differently they title and define roles. The description for "Web Producer" is often the same as that for "Website Specialist" or "Production Manager" or "Website Editor." "Production Manager" might be described in the same way as "Photo Editor" or "Traffic Manager" or even, with an especially broad description, "MarCom Manager." It's really astonishing and, frankly, a little frustrating. I'm combing job descriptions on a wide variety of sites and the roles and job descriptions are so haphazard--I could be applying for almost anything.
Anyway, I've applied for more than the minimum that the UI people require. I followed up on a couple of applications I made last week. I really do want to be employed. It'll come when it comes, I guess.
With my cold and all, I'm working from my bed. Spanky is beneath the bed, asleep. How do I know he's asleep? Because with each exhalation, there's a little groan as if he's carrying the weight of the world on his tiny feline shoulders, a sound he only makes when he's adrift in the arms of Morpheus.
What amazes me is how different companies refer to the same position, and how differently they title and define roles. The description for "Web Producer" is often the same as that for "Website Specialist" or "Production Manager" or "Website Editor." "Production Manager" might be described in the same way as "Photo Editor" or "Traffic Manager" or even, with an especially broad description, "MarCom Manager." It's really astonishing and, frankly, a little frustrating. I'm combing job descriptions on a wide variety of sites and the roles and job descriptions are so haphazard--I could be applying for almost anything.
Anyway, I've applied for more than the minimum that the UI people require. I followed up on a couple of applications I made last week. I really do want to be employed. It'll come when it comes, I guess.
With my cold and all, I'm working from my bed. Spanky is beneath the bed, asleep. How do I know he's asleep? Because with each exhalation, there's a little groan as if he's carrying the weight of the world on his tiny feline shoulders, a sound he only makes when he's adrift in the arms of Morpheus.