Recently I worked at a job fair at a local college. I like doing things like that because it gives me the opportunity to get out and about and just hear the way folks interact. You pick up a sense of our social norms.
Like at one point the culinary class at the college brought out fresh bread. I could not believe it. Everyone in the room suddenly perked up at the smell. Soon there was a big gang of people down by the culinary classes' booth, clamoring for a free chunk of bread.
I confess, I felt the pull too. Something about the smell of hot yeast delves into the deepest part of your brain and triggers an amazing desire.. We were all helpless before it.
Especially if we're unemployed and hungry.
If I were a political candidate, I'd bring a bread baking truck with me to every rally. I mean it, the smell smelled so wholesome and wonderful, like grandma's house.
Before grandma started to lose control.
English skills were having a marginal day. I heard one applicant at a booth say, "Right now I currently work at..." Maybe he's applying for a new job because his old one feels redundant.
I was next to the Employment Security Department booth. Seems they're hiring even in this "hiring freeze" time. The jobs they're really finding hard to fill? I.T. jobs. More specifically, they're looking for I.T. people with social skills. Mom's basement loving troglodytes need not apply.
I talked to such a fellow, who looked over at the booth with resentment. Seems he was recently unemployed. As were lots of folk who were there at what some called "the job-unfair." But his job loss was particularly ironic.
He used to work at Employment Security.
America, ya gotta love it.
Sunday, June 03, 2012
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