After having lived abroad for 8 years, I recently moved back to my home city, Vienna. Well, I guess – recently – is a word up to interpretation. We moved back nearly a year ago. We, that is me, hubby and two sweet, cute, gorgeous monsters, who go by the names of little stinker and baby stinker. Don’t get me wrong, I love them to death and would never want to be without them again, but I desperately need a job! I am just not your average housewife, stay-at-home-mum or hostess. I just function better in a work environment. I need that to keep me sane. Having said that, I spent the last year having coffees with friends, while my kids are in kindergarten – o yes, and obviously looking for a job.
As mentioned before I spent 8 of the last 9 years abroad, and think I built up quite a good resume during that time. I worked for a couple of high-end fashion companies in jobs as buying and product development. I speak five languages – okay I am only fluent in three, but I also learned the other two and used to be really good in them…Before that I worked in Marketing and I have a degree in International Business. Having learned all that about me, can you understand why I was sure to get a job within a couple of weeks of arriving back ‘home’? I even pushed the director of the kindergarten to take in my kids earlier, so I could start working.
In the meantime, we are 11 months, 50 applications, 10 job interviews and 2 job offers further. So what has happened over the last year?
I was turned down with various explanations – or excuses. I was asked, how I think I can manage a job while having two kids, and when I answered that I had everything sorted, was told, I was too creative; I was told three times, that it was not due to my experience but must have been because of personal sympathy’s – or the lack of it – jeez must I be a horrible person. I was told, I had too much experience for an assistant role and not enough experience for a managers role. Once I was offered less salary than a cleaner and once the manager could not remember having had an interview with me at all!
My state of mind changed from being very frustrated to being hopeful, that all would work out in the end.
Having said all that, I am lucky, as my husband earns enough for us not to have to be too worried.
So finally, after 10 months of trial and error, I went to a recruitment day for a big American fashion chain, that only recently moved to Europe and now opens its first two stores here. I was originally looking for an office job, but as everything is organized in the US, I went away from the recruitment day, having been offered a job as a visual merchandiser. I was quite baffled, as I had only been there for two hours and had not expected to walk out of the event with a definite decision.
Over the last four weeks I have tried to gather more information about the job, the terms, the contract and the whole set-up, but as everything is still being built up, it is all slightly chaotic. So far I only know my salary – which is bad for me, but I guess okay for the industry. I know that I start working after Easter, but don’t know anything about my hours, shifts or holidays. I will work full-time, but when or how is still a riddle. My mood switches from being uber-excited to being slightly panicky about whether this is the right thing for me. As I come from an office environment, this is all new to me. How will working in a store, without a computer, or a desk, or responsibility work out for me?
If you’ve read ‘The Secret’, you might have noticed the title of this blog entry being ‘The rules of attraction’. Stating the obvious, now that I have a job, the other ones are coming my way too.
I have been asked to do some social media projects for an agency I know, which is super interesting as well to me. And I also have another open application for an office job in marketing…
I will keep you posted on how I get on.