Re: When did you give up on a job search and deliver pizza?
The problem with this business is that, unless you have made it to the very top, either position-wise at, say, at least a mid-sized paper, or unless you have hooked on with one of the very few major web sites, there really is no place for anybody in it who is over the age of 32.
And, well, this isn't Logan's Run. People don't stop needing to earn livings once they turn 30.
I'm with forever_town. Now that I am in something else -- something I know I could have and would have really excelled in and advanced in well, especially if I had started earlier -- I have lately been wishing that I hadn't wasted most of the best working and work-development years of my life on a business that never actually treated me all that well.
I, somehow, loved it, anyway, and I sometimes wonder now what that says about me. Because, in the end, it turned out to be a waste of time and didn't do much except hurt me, badly.
By contrast, here are a couple examples of why I am appreciating working at Walmart, regardless of similarly low pay:
1). We held a regional promotional drive toward the end of last year. Basically, stores within certain divisions compete with each other on the basis of things like credit-card applications, floor sales and the annual charity fund-raising drive. I happen to excel at all three of those things and was my store's leader, by a substantial margin, in the first and last categories.
Largely on the strength of my efforts, my store won the aforementioned promotional drive, and, as a reward, we earned a store-wide financial bonus and a fairly large-scale company barbecue to celebrate. Well, one morning soon after the results were in, while I was en route to the time clock to check in, I happened to walk through one of those morning managers' meetings that people think of as cult gatherings. Well, one of the my store's assistant managers noticed me, and gave an unsolicited shout-out. "Thank you, WriteThinking, for the barbecue tomorrow," he said.
Trying to be inconspicuous as I inadvertantly intruded on the meeting, I'd intended to just keep on walking through. But at the assistant manager's words, I turned around to see the store manager and every assistant manager and department manager who was in at the time giving me a spontaneous round of applause for my efforts. I couldn't help but smile (and feel like weeping) and appreciate it.
2). I recently received a birthday card, snail-mailed to my house, that was hand-signed by the store manager and every assistant and zone manager in my store.
This was from the largest retailer in the world...and I am one of the cashiers.
I find that kind of amazing.
And on the actual day of my birthday, I was working, but my zone supervisor walked by and remembered, looking to me specifically to smile and wish me "Happy Birthday."
These are such little things, but they really do matter.