Yesterday was my first day of unemployment. I went into my former employers Chicago office. I returned my laptop and its various accessories. I also turned in my badge, AmEx card, change of address form, and confidentiality form.
My first act as unemployed was to try to become employed again. I emailed my resume to a couple recruiters that are looking to fill positions where I would fit in great, if they were not looking for folks with 4 years experience. It is curious how recruiters are looking for folks that have more general experience than I do, but for the specific technologies that they are looking for I have as much experience as any one else. I know, I know there are other non-technical skills you learn from working, like leadership. I am confident in my leadership skills as well, but I know that there is no way to convince a recruiter that a 23 year old could lead a (non-sports) team.
In the afternoon I interviewed at a company in the north suburb of Northbrook. Before driving out there I did not have any intention of working there. I greatly prefer to stay in the city. The drive out there was not bad, around 45 min, but this was at noon. The interview went well. I started to think that this could be a good job. I would be coming in at the beginning of a new development project. Help with analysis and architecture. One big draw back was the significant reduction in vacation time. In total I thought it was a real possibility I would want to work there.
Then I drove home. The 45 minute drive there turned into 105 minutes back. I am sure that much of this was just Friday rush, and other days are better. Also I am sure I would not be leaving work at 3 pm. However, might want to leave at 3 pm on a Friday or some other time when traffic is crazy and my only options would be to sit in my car watching the gas gauge go down as the circulation in my legs started to stop. I was reminded that I prefer to set on the bus and let someone else drive me around while I am reading or annoying other passenger by talking on the phone, then sitting in traffic watching my car depreciate.
The search continues.