I actually really really like work and its been almost a year!
How to find a job i actually like
How I did it: Went back to school. Did my best. Made connections. And paid someone to professionally edit my resume.
I can't really say how long it took. I have really liked most of my jobs, they just weren't right.
Lessons & tips: Going back to school was more worth it for the networking as I got the new job before actually completing my degree. Paying for resume editing was totally worth it.
Resources: theresumehero.com
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Dipster is procrastinating
I’ve figured that I need to stop wishing for what I don’t have and make the most of what I do. I don’t dread getting out of bed on a workday, I love my collegues, I have a decent boss and I’m appreciated in my job. I pretty lucky really!
Great bosses, great co-workers, great job. But I could so be doing funner things eight hours a day. My ideal job: retirement. Oh yeah, I realize I’m a spoiled-ass yuppie.
Don’t know what kinf of text.
Coolish.
The money will allow me to buy a computer. I just can’t keep using my step-father’s.
About Bourdieu, the media, languages and civil unrest. Of course.
Shhhheeeesh. Sometimes I’d like to un-weird myself.
a 300-page document on disabled people and their work environment. Fairly well-paid.
But with the neuroscience project drawing near (3 weeks before Copenhagen!), I don’t know if I’ll still have a life. Anyway. I’m happy.
Dipster is procrastinating
So I’ve been looking into doing a correspondence course which is called a Diploma in editing, publishing and proofreading. I’m willing to do the study as long as I know I’ll get something out of it at the end. And I’m worried that a course like this won’t be enough to actually qualify me to do the work. I’ve tried to do a bit of research into it but because ppl mostly work freelance it’s v difficult to find any information. Companies that are set up in editing / proofreading ask for a masters or PHD in a specialised area (I suppose when they edit thesis and stuff they would need to know about the subject). So the juries still out on this.
First day at my new job as a teacher for deaf children.
I loved it. I love being supposed to help them learn new things. I love watching them struggle to learn them – and a bunch of other things you didn’t even realise they would and could learn. I love it when one of them puts his hand into mine and laugh his weird deaf laugh. I love seeing M., despite all her brain problems, grasping a new concept – however briefly. I love being part of all this.
Thank you, Lord, I’m feeling useful.
And I’m going to work on brain research, neuro science and learning. And I’m going to translate interesting stuff. And I’m going to write sci-fi. And I’m so lucky I hardly believe it.
Starting on January 3rd, I’ll teach a class of deaf children. I’m a little afraid, and very much exhilarated. I’m already in love with them. I want to help them connect with the world.
I’m supposed to teach them French – but they’re deaf, and most of them have parents who speak Arabic or Wolof or Romanian. And one of them has neurologic problems on top of being deaf. And they’re 3, except for one kid who’s five but never went to school before.
The school is buzzing with enthusiastic people and linguistic mayhem (100 people speaking 1/French 2/sign language 3/cued French 4/signed French 5/a mix of two, three or all) and screaming children (deaf kids are so noisy!).
In other words: much fun ahead!


