Zero. Zilch. Nada.

September 5, 2010

Location: Melbourne, Australia

I have been back in Australia for three weeks. Within this three week period I have applied for 23 jobs; all degree related. From these 23 applications I submit, I received responses back from zero; Z-E-R-O. Nada. Not even a courtesy email saying thank you, but no thank you. Who knew a simple email could be so difficult?

I’m still trying to figure out if I’m not approaching the whole CV and cover letter thing correctly or if I just plain out suck.

I kinda really want a degree-relevant job; like, now. Please?

Dream job on Australian island of paradise – Apply Now!

January 13, 2009

Looking for the adventure of a lifetime? Has the decline in employment and the global economic crisis terminated your job or got you feeling blue? Maybe it’s time you started living life outside the box and applied for this once in a life time dream island job that Australia has up for grabs. Applications are being accepted on a global level, so no matter where you live in the world, you are welcome to apply.

The lucky person selected for this dream job will be immersed in the culture and beauty of Hamilton Island on the Great Barrier Reef.  The six-month contract comes will flexible working hours and the successful applicant will have the key responsibilities of exploring the area to discover what is on offer and to report back weekly to Queensland Tourism and the world via blogs, photo diaries, video updates and media interviews.

Other duties will include cleaning the pool which comes with your free home, feeding ocean fish and mail collection and delivery. Swimming, snorkeling, making friends with the locals and enjoying Queensland’s climate and lifestyle are just some of the other duties on the list. Not bad for a six month salary package of $150,000AU!

On top of this six-figure salary, Queensland Tourism is offering return airfares from your nearest capital city, transport while on the island, travel insurance, camera and computer gear to stay in touch with the world and travel to other islands that make up the Great Barrier Reef. They claim that no academic qualifications are necessary, however, you must be a confident swimmer, enjoy snorkeling and have good communication skills.

This ‘Best Job in the World’ campaign is an innovative, clever marketing ploy for Tourism Queensland and comes at a great time. Australia was in fear of losing out on tourism due to the falling Australian dollar and the global financial crisis but this $1.7 million global marketing strategy is expected to generate more that $70 million worth of publicity for Queensland.

Not only will people want to apply for this position, but it will stir up curiosity and generate interest in the sunny state. It will put Hamilton Island on peoples shopping lists and that is what destination marketing is all about. This campaign will help raise awareness in people’s minds so when they are trying to decide where they want to take that relaxing, white sand and crystal clear waters holiday, they know to Google words such as ‘Hamilton Island’ or the ‘Great Barrier Reef’.

To apply for the ‘Best Job in the World’, Tourism Australia is asking applicants to create a sixty second video explanation of why you think you would be great for the job. There is also an online application to be filled out at

Applications close on February 22 and 11 short listed candidates will be flown to Hamilton Island in early May for the final selection process. The winner will be announced on May 6 with employment to commence on July 1, 2009.


Back to reality :-(

October 15, 2008

It was nice seeing mum and dad eagerly hanging from the barrier behind the inbound flight gates at Melbourne Airport. Nice. I did miss them, I really did, but I was not ready to be back home yet. I felt some what depressed to be going back to our house, back to my lousy part-time job and now, the added need to look for full-time employment (which seemed bleak amidst a global economic crisis and employment downturn).

They ran to me, hugged and kissed me and told me how happy they were to have me home. I stood there and forced a smile. I felt guilty, though. I really was happy to see them, but somewhere deep down inside of me, I longed to be back in the USA. I would have stayed there longer had I not needed to come back in time for graduation. Had I had it my way, I would have skipped out on what I assume will be a long, boring ceremony, but I did not have it my way. The parental unit and the grandparents wanted that photo of me in my graduation gown and hat hanging proudly from their lounge room wall. I told them I could Photoshop them the image, but some how I am not too sure they appreciated the humor behind my sarcastic comment.

When family and friends asked how it felt to be home, I was honest with them. There was no point in lying. I told them I hated it and I wished I had spent more time in the USA. The looks on their faces were pretty amusing to me, not so much to my mother.

I had to start back at my part-time job today. I am pretty sure I was still jet lagged, but I was in dire need of earning money again. Back to the same crappy job that I had despised for the last eight years. The only positive to it was that they paid me well and annual leave was easily granted for when ever I wanted to jet off and experience the world. I cringe every time I need to step foot into this place. It was great seeing all my work mates again and sharing my adventures with them, but it did not stop me from cringing and crying on the inside.

This job is a dead-end one. There is no such thing as employee motivation here. Sometimes a thank you or a comment as simple as good work seems to be asking them for too much. Communication between management and staff is severely lacking and sometimes I wish I could just speak my mind to a few people here. Some of our employees are extremely slack; so much so that they just do not bother showing up for their shifts without any prior warning. This causes all sorts of chaos to those of us there at the time and, being such short notice, we are usually not able to replace the shift. This leads to us being short staffed and generates all sorts of unappreciated verbal abuse from our customers. I often bite my tongue to prevent myself from saying something I will regret.

Having studied business and management at university I often compare my working environment to that of what I learned; extreme difference, let me tell you. I sometimes wish I could offer suggestions or solutions to so many of the problems experienced here, but most would just take it as insult; a low-end worker telling them how to do their jobs correctly, so I don’t even bother. Despite all these downfalls, I consider myself to have always remained a loyal and excellent employee to the company. I may despise the job, but there is no reason for me to perform poorly because of it. A job is a job, and in this economic climate, I should be appreciative to be earning money.

I revert back to memories of my summer in Europe and my fondness of the USA to get me through times like this. I decide to take initiative and begin what I can only imagine to be a long and difficult process of trying to secure myself an internship or entry-level position in the USA. I hope it works.