Please be very careful picking this degree. I changed my major from business to environmental science and only had time for one six-month internship in Environmental, health, and safety due to loading up on summer classes to save money and graduate as soon as possible. Now with only six months of experience in EHS, I can't get a job in any environmental-related field due to lack of experience and relevance to most environmental jobs. Seems like since I missed the boat getting research and internship experience in undergrad, it's impossible to catch up. Also, since I changed my major, I had limited ability to specialize in a specific niche and had to take the classes I could get, and having a surface level knowledge of various environmental issues is useless. I think this degree has a slight chance of being useful, but you have to specialize in something and get relevant experience in that field, so if you fail to that, good luck. I just feel so dumb thinking that going out of my way to get a BS would be beneficial, wasting my time on STEM prerequisites when I could have just gotten a BA and had more time for internships and have a higher GPA, making things like applying to law school easier.
Now after fucking up undergrad, I thought getting a graduate certificate in GIS would help, but boy was I wrong. Once again my background isn't catered enough to GIS, resulting in endless rejections to entry-level roles, even ones that prioritize environmental knowledge. Just the other day I got turned down for an internship after getting positive feedback on my Resume, Cover letter, and GIS portfolio. I've accepted I need a master's in something like hydrology, GIS, or urban planning to move my career forward, but I wanted to gain some relevant work experience first to strengthen my application and get references, but doesn't seem like that'll happen. Overall, despite having a strong GPA and graduating from a top 10 public school, my environmental BS is useless with only six months of experience in a semi-related field, and entry-level opportunities are almost non-existent outside of AmeriCorps positions with horrendous pay. Pretty much everyone I know is better off than me, people with the much easier Environmental BA degree have more success searching than me, and friends with less demanding marketing and communications degrees have more job prospects. So overall, thinking that going out of my way to challenge myself and get a BS without getting the proper experience alongside it was a horrible choice by me and a pointless degree, don't make my mistake and be sure you can actually get a job with the skills you will gain from your coursework and internships.

You literally can't do anything. All I do is sit at home all day. Can't watch tv, can't play any new video games, can't go anywhere, can't buy anything new, can't travel. Cant even relate to others that work and have money to do things. Literally can't do anything. Are we just supposed to sit here the rest of our lives? I'd like a job but it seems impossible to get hired on anywhere unless you are extremely social and likeable or know someone to get your foot in the door. I truly think the good ol days of just filling out an application irl and speaking to the manager to put in some honest work are over. Also the applications are really hard to fill out now. And they always want you to have previous experience, assessment tests and virtual interviews now.

Earlier this week I had an interview at Grifols that went great. Yesterday received an email stating they wanted to move forward and just needed to answer a couple for questions on their page with my resume. The following morning received an email saying they are not moving forward.
I’ve been crying, trying to tell myself it’s okay and maybe it was an automated mistake since it wasn’t from the same HR person that emailed me. Idk.
I was beyond excited yesterday when offered this role. Is this a normal occurrence? I emailed , tried calling, I’m guessing they are not there today since it’s a Saturday.
Trying to land a role in anything since graduating after 400 hours Medical Assistant schooling, 5week clinical urgent care experience, CCMA, CPT, BLS certifications. Applied everywhere within a 30-40 minute commute. I live outside Corpus Christi TX and it’s a decent sized city.
Why won’t anyone hire me? I keep looking over my resume wondering what changes I should make. Trying not to spiral. There are multiple in person interviews that I still have not heard from. When I call about it they say they are still in the interview process of all candidates.

A homeless teenager reaches out to the Shil’vati on first day of the invasion of Earth.
Credit to: who has beta read just about every chapter, and the only reason it's readable half the time
u/bluefishcake for writing the original SSB story.
Pizzaulostin who has been beta reading since the beginning.
Credit to u/HollowShel for getting me started with this!
This story is based in the SSB universe.
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Chapter 33:

Reqellia:

It was the darkest part of the night, and yet I could hear the energetic commotion of Ruhal blearily heating up food for a famished human along with the clinks of dishes and silverware.
“One more day.” I felt glued to the bench as I stared back into the silver mask I hadn’t worn for almost [twenty-five years] prior, and had hoped never to put on again. I cursed my old girlish wishes when I first joined up, wanting to be a war hero, and then a mother afterwards. To grow old and see my own child in uniform. I had even wanted a son since I was already demanding the impossible.
I never believed in the gods, but now I’m sure that I’ve tempted Niosa to grant my wishes, but only after I made my peace with them that they would never come true.
Klein bounced around the suite’s kitchen, eating enough for two Shil women and already wearing his armor’s underlayment. The chair creaked a bit as he sat, his own horror-show mask on the dining table next to him staring back at him unblinking.
And It was a horror show.
He’d wake up cheerful and happy, and I’d watch over the day as every bit of his energy was drained out of him. The daily exercise routine of a morning run and gym day in a month being performed in a few short hours. Every time Klein finished a trail faster, or performed a more grueling task, the trainers would make him do even more as his contract offers rose another level.
I didn’t blame the instructors, it was their job to challenge each applicant, but Klein blew through all their expectations, so they just kept piling more onto him. Many of those same instructors had asked me if they were pushing him too far, but all I could do was shrug. Even I didn't even know where his potential ended.
I blinked and looked up. He was in his full armor now, with only the mask off.
“Ready to go?”
I nodded and stood up, quickly heading over to Ruhal, who in turn looked at me with sleep deprived eyes. Worn out as I was, he was worse, playing subject matter expert on all things human around a bunch of high ranking officers desperate for information not tainted by censorship.
“Stay safe out there,” he politely ordered as he kissed me.
I kissed him back and held his hand. “You too.”
Sighing,I left to let him rest, popped my back, and donned my own mask.
As Klein paced the door, I begged for safety. “One more day, please let everything be okay after today.”
I shouldn’t have tempted Niosa again.

Itaro:

I quietly padded out of the children’s den to a chorus of snoring from my siblings. The well carpeted securely fastened to wooden floors muffled my footsteps. I opened the large storm shutters and then pulled open the sliding glass door to the patio. I couldn’t sleep anymore, excitedly bouncing from one foot to another.
Klein and Reqellia were coming home tonight! Reqellia had sent me her contract offers that came from a dozen different Imperial departments and bureaus. Dad already agreed years ago she could move in with us, a pack sister was always welcome. Now she wouldn’t feel like a burden if she had to.
And Klein… Well, I wouldn’t be bothered by a few love-marks.
“I see that smile. Excited?” I heard my father’s deep voice like distant thunder. I turned around to his massive form only a few steps away. We both had learned to walk silently when my siblings were just pups and the discovery that they were light sleepers had been made.
I felt my ears droop just a little to see his melancholic face. He had gone out of his way the last few weeks to spend more time with just me now that I had a pack of my own. There was always a soft smile on his face, but the way his tail hung low to the floor was a dead giveaway on his mood.
I tried to cheer him up. “I am. It’s been weeks since I got to speak to Au’tes, and Klein…” I trailed off, the insinuation clear. He smirked. He had met Klein in passing, but I wasn’t bringing him home yet. Hario on the other hand had made one or two bawdy jokes at the dinner table after a second glass of her favorite liquor.
First time Klein spends the night, you might want to check up on Itaro, make sure she didn’t keel over from exhaustion.
“At this rate I’m going to have to teach you sword fighting to beat back other male suitors from poaching you for their own packs!” My father joked. Stepping off the patio landing, he hit the ground noiselessly, bending his legs to absorb the shock.

After letting out a quiet grunt indicative of an age he tried to keep hidden, he turned around and looked back up at me. “Want to come with me for a walk?”
I jumped down and followed him into our little patch of forest my mother’s terraforming job paid for. The early morning was already warm without a cooling vest, but not intolerable. The chirping of birds and the soft whistle of wind tinged with just a hint of salt made everything feel fresh.
It was like when I came home from school and my father would stop construction for the day. We’d explore the forest, play on the beach, go into town for groceries.
Except now my father didn’t run and have me chase him. He carefully inspected the trees for pests, and our conversation was far more practical than whimsical. “Your mother’s coming home next month. Can you write her a message before she meets Klein, just so she has a better idea of your pack?”
I nodded. “Of course. How long is she going to be home this time?”.
Her terraforming jobs always lasted months, if not years. I never faulted her for the huntress life, but it made connecting with her difficult. She was more a guest of honor than a mother to the household, always bringing a fatted Sou’ta carcass home as a present, but rarely cleaned dishes, or the house.
Or really any chore…
He shrugged before crouching next to a felled tree, trimming away small branches for kindling with a tiny hatchet he hand pulled from his tool pouch. “Might be a good long while this time. The last message I got said her department only had small projects and a few hazard jobs on the periphery. Besides, we might need an extra set of hands more than the money now.”
I scoffed. “Her, a house mother!? No offense, but mom is a terrible cook, and a worse caretaker. Remember the time she nearly burned down our kitchen boiling water?”
He laughed with me as he pocketed the hatchet. Standing up with two sticks, and then threw me one. I caught it as he swung his own stick in my general area. “Defend yourself! I did say I needed to teach you sword fighting. How else are you going to fight off possessive men when they realize what a catch you are?”
He didn’t teach anything but how to rough house on a lazy Shel morning.
We played and swung the flimsy branches until I accidentally hit him square in the chest. The branch, already crumbly and dry, disintegrated on impact. It didn’t stop him from dramatically acting out a death scene. Falling to his knees in an overly theatrical fashion. “Oh, woe is me! Cut down by my own daughter in cold blood!”
I let him pretend to be on stage for a few moments longer before standing over him to offer a hand. He took it, and then yanked me down to the grassy patch, holding me for a long, quiet minute. “I’m going to miss you.”
For the first time I noticed the stray white hairs around his muzzle, I knew what he meant, but I tried to play it off. “I’m not going anywhere.”
He just held me for a silent heartbeat longer, then let go and stood up.
He proclaimed cheerfully to mask his wet eyes. “Now, let’s get you cleaned up. You can’t look like a pup out of a mud bath for your victorious pack! I even scheduled a visit at Tulo’s for a haircut. Ruhal’s treat.”
My mind played with potential futures as we headed home. Between the three of us, we could write our own life together. Maybe I could even stay close to home.
I looked up to the rising light.
“One more day!”

Klein :

The mountains of gear and equipment around us were illuminated by harsh flood lights. We stood in formation with each person, regardless of species, showing physical signs of exhaustion. Drooping shoulders and bent knees, unfocused and slow eye movement.
Instructor Li’kele was wearing full battle rattle today, complete with a compact lasrifle holstered to her leg.
“Good morning applicants! It’s the last day of selection! Your assignment will be to support your sisters in the combat section in the wargames! You see all this critical equipment? Our first assignment will be to load all of it on auto-turoxes and hover-wagons. Unfortunately we don’t have enough capacity , some of you will need to carry gear on your person as we make the [ten mile] trek into the forest. Applicants 849, 734, 236 and 953 step up after we finish loading! You are our extra carriers.”
I knew I was going to be picked. It was easy to not let it bother me though. Reqellia had explained that the instructors were just trying to push us to our limits, and every extra duty and handicap meant a better contract with a brighter future.
Still, after hefting thousands of [pounds/kilos] of stuff onto the squat legged drone’s cargo cages and the little platforms that would float once powered, dread formed in the pit of my stomach as an entire counter-battery system was cinched onto my person. I trudged as we formed up for our road march.
The combat selection team rolled in as we took positions, already covered in mud from what I could guess was their own morning fun, their las-rifles at the low ready. Their own instructor, a severe looking Hyena-like Kortika woman with fur that trimmed short and smooth. She yelled out orders to the gaggle of applicants under her command. “Form on either side of the supply train and defend them at all costs! If they get shot because you weren’t doing your job, then it’s your ass that will be carrying the extra gear!”
We marched out of the base, clinking and clunking as we traveled uphill. The weight wasn’t too bad now that it was evenly distributed on my body, but it would be hell taking it off and putting it back on anytime we stopped.
“Isn’t that the new shock trooper ? What’s he doing with the non-combat selection?” I heard one of the combat applicants say idly. It was easy to pick up conversation in the nearly silent dawn as we marched on a dirt path extending across an expanse of grassland in the reddening sky. It was really pretty, watching the light play on the green forested hills in the distance.
Their Instructor sidled up to the commenting girl silently, ears swiveled back in anger. She grabbed her shoulder, growling low. “Cut the chatter, girl. ”
Silence followed for the next hour in the pre-dawn light.
We got the first taste of the wargames when red beams bolted over our heads and dropped one of our auto-turoxes. “Everyone get down!” yelled one of our instructors, and I threw myself on the path.
With all the weight on me, the impact on the ground hurt . I looked up and saw red beams blink in and out over me. Their flashes brought back memories.
The red glow through convenience store windows . An alien invasion.
I blinked furiously and turned my head to see what was going on with the combat teams on the sides of the road. They had already taken out two of the ‘raiders’ who stood up, hands in the air as they walked away. Another minute clicked by before a squad decided to double check the tall grass and found a third raider hiding. All had the insignia of the instruction cadre commandos.
“Everyone, up !” Instructor Lik’ele belted out in a two-word shout, and I had to push up off the ground, creaking under the weight. My arms burned as I got to my knees, then raised a hand and called out, “assistance!” One of the unnumbered girls gave me a hand to steady myself, and I rocked a bit trying to stand.
“Thank you,” I said, but between the voice distorter and my mask, the girl backed away as soon as I was up, fear registered in her eyes.
[At the bus stop, a classmate backed away from me. scared of me for some reason mumbling ‘you're bleeding’. Warmth on my upper lip, a coppery taste.]

I shook my head, trying to banish the weird memory surfacing, I hadn’t had a nosebleed since I left Earth. I looked back up, but the girl had already gotten back in formation and we started moving again.
It wasn’t quite noon when we stopped for lunch. I got help removing my kit, and stretched to work out the kinks. Reqellia stood next to me as I sat down on the hard packed surface. I took off my gloves, and jammed them under my chest holster.
I was technically ‘armed’ right now. We had gotten the thirty-minute las-pistol training yesterday on how to safely handle them, and then ran through a quick range. They were nothing more than glorified laser pointers though. They could lock up a suit set to respond to the laser signal, but they wouldn’t so much as redden skin otherwise.
Reqellia had let me in on their real purpose, to see if we could be trusted with a dangerous object and not play with it.
Eating was a pain, I had to lift my mask halfway up and eat blind. The meal pack was cold, but eh, it was food. Goddess, I was hungry.
“How are you holding up?” Reqellia asked, the silver mask obscuring any expression, and the voice distorter deadening any intonation, but by the angle of the head tilt, I could guess the question was more concern than curiosity.
“It’s not too heavy, but it’s awkward trying to move around,” I admitted as I put my mask back in place and pulled out my omni-pad. I tried not to boggle at the contract offers I was getting. It was a straight up bidding war, including furnished houses, years of leave after an initial stint, even minor titles.
Ruhal had helped me, even filled out the forms himself with less than a day for submission. He had also messaged me about the fine print of many of these absurd offers. The watch word was ‘Relocation’.
“They will send you back to Earth. Right now, you are the only human any department can recruit who might know an obscure piece of human signage or culture that got skipped during their culture crash courses, has the physical ability to keep up during an operation, and they can implicitly trust it is loyal to the Imperium.”
I scrolled past the too-good-to-be true proposals and to the ones without relocation, not ridiculously overpaying, but still plenty. Maybe I would follow Ka’tel into ICAD, or…
“We need to get moving!” Li’kele barked and I signaled for help again. This time Au’tes was ordered to help me with my gear. Now seeing her up close, she was definitely worse for wear. She smiled, but it was the kind of tired smile that had almost no energy in it. Her usual well controlled movements were slurred by exhaustion, and she leaned on me after buckling the packs on my shoulders, her own extra gear was a large backpack of energy cells.
“Damn, girl runs away in fear from combat selection after spending years in the militia and now plays valet. Bet whatever is underneath that suit is more would eat her alive if unmuzzled,” I overheard one of the combat applicants snicker. Au’tes winced, just a bit, at the barb from her former youth militia group.
“Lift your visor.” I said. It was dumb, it was really dumb, but I wanted to give her at least a reminder of what she had that they didn’t. Au’tes had a flicker of confusion, but flipped up the visor on her suit’s helmet.
I lifted my mask just enough to kiss her. It was honestly a gross kiss and wished I could have brushed my teeth beforehand. But when I dropped my mask down there was the manic Au’tes again, full of energy and gusto. I looked past her to the shocked combat applicants. I put my finger to roughly where my mouth was and whispered in my distorted voice, “No one will believe you.”
Au’tes brought her visor down and squeezed my hand for a second longer before leaning in close “Thank you for letting me know you still exist under there.

Reqellia:

The dirt trail up the hill was easy enough for my legs. I stayed in the same general area as Klein, but with my augments I already had his pinpoint location and medical data, I could even access his helmet camera. I didn’t want to get in his way while the instructors gave him snap secondary tasks to complete on our journey up to the outpost location.
I kept myself entertained by listening in on the comms chatter that I could pick up on the wargames going on about us at large. I had enjoyed playing the no-holds-barred opposing force when I was a commando on rotation here.
Right now there was a particularly fun little drama going on up north of our location. A mechanized assault unit tasked with taking out an anti-orbital battery got one of their exos stuck in mud because of a poor assessment of the ground composition. The armored crane they had first ordered to pull it out was now also stuck.
The Lieutenant was trying to get an exception to the wargame rules to bring a drop ship in to pull them both out, but the higher-ups told her to figure it out. The whole point of these wargames was to discover how things could go wrong. The Lieutenant tried to pull title to overrule them, only to get a nasty conversation from her commander.
A small beep from my monitoring systems told me Klein’s heart rate had slowed and I looked up to see the front of the supply train had been ordered to halt. Up ahead was the “fort,” a clearing on top of the hill with nothing but some half buried holes.
The Kortika woman got to the front of the formation and gave her orders. “Listen up! Combat selection is going to set up a perimeter while the Auxiliary builds us a structure safe enough to hold during an assault. All weapons are going ‘live’, but for those in the non-combat teams I will again warn you to only use them in self-defense. If you wanted to shoot people for a living you should have signed up for it.”
I tried not to flinch as I watched Klein and his compatriots start to offload all the gear they had packed this morning and attempt their best effort at setting it up with basic instructions from Li’kele and the manuals that came with the equipment. Just another test to see how the applicants would handle the technical situation.
At this point they were at their limit, physically and mentally exhausted as they tried to bolt frames together, wrestle antennas, install expandable barriers, and put together the foundations of a forward operating base.
Klein had all but given up on the counter battery system he schlepped here and handed that responsibility off to a Senthe Boy while speaking a rough northern dialect of Satenthia. The boy was more than happy to talk to someone who knew even a few words of his native tongue.
I opened a small window on my HUD and watched with amusement as the early contract offers rose and fell. Klein’s offer from naval engineering, already paltry compared to other, more suitable jobs, dropped to barely above standard. Intelligence and Law branches, however, rocketed upwards again.
I could almost hear the recruiter’s comments as the numbers and terms changed. Does not have familiarity with Shil military equipment. Comfortable with speaking multiple languages. Works well with multiple species.
I watched them work. Klein, in usual Klein fashion, pushed himself. After getting the counter battery laser hooked up, he volunteered for other physically demanding tasks. Pile driving in the foundations that hold the columns of the structure. The rhythmic thump gave me ghost aches when I had done the same thing out in the periphery while getting pot shotted by roaches.
I shook my head. It was going to be another rough night for him by the way he was bunching up his shoulders as he braced the handheld pile driver. Thankfully, tomorrow he’d be home and with an appointment with Cee who might force him on bed rest for the next month.
I started to chuckle at the thought of how protective Itaro was going to get after taking one look at Klein. I came back from deployment once missing three fingers from a plasma grenade and Bahtet waited on me and foot, wouldn’t so much as let me handle a kitchen knife until they were replaced later that month.
A few stray red beams were thrown our way, even a flash bang or two from the commandos tasked with harassing us came and went. As the ramparts of the temporary base were finished, I took up station on the second level to oversee the whole complex. Klien was working with a combat team, helping them put a second defense line in. They had driven stakes into the ground to support parallel knee-high thermocast plates with an arms-length gap between them, which Klein was filling in with dirt to act as a wall and platform for the heavy, crew served lasgun.
I was thankful there would be a shuttle to pick us up soon. I played the opposing force for Selection a few times, and I still remembered the script. Right now we were in a lull that would last until dusk, then at least three full commando teams would assault the base. The battle would be made as realistic and demanding as possible with creeping dark to add to the complexity.
The Selection team would always be wiped out, but it was how they performed against overwhelming odds that would shift the contract offers that last bit before everything was locked in place.
I heard the whirr of a counter battery system swiveling around, and then the crackle of it firing. I turned to see what it was aiming for but all I saw was a cloud of smoke . Then a fast moving object came through the cloud before I heard the crackle again and another exploded .
Blanketing everything in a tar-black fog .
My stomach dropped. This wasn’t the cadre commando team, and they were attacking too soon. I got on the comms with Li’kele “HALT, HALT, HALT! We need to stop the exercise!”
I got a crackle on the comms. Then Li’kele’s voice came in that terrifyingly calm voice used to keep control of a combat operation. “I can’t get a signal out, I need a report on the situation.”
Instead of trying to explain I sent her my video feed as I jumped down from the ramparts and started to sprint for Klein. I needed to get him out of here , but I hadn’t had time to prime my augments. I started the cold power cycle as I cursed myself for letting my guard down.
I was already too late . I watched as our own counter-battery laser weapons were used against us, acting as the triggers for each smoke grenade engulfing Klein’s team right in front of me, their signal dropping right out. I got a response from Li’kele that alleviated at least some of my terror. “Dammit! It’s the 171 st Raiders from the wargames, they mus-”
And then I was enveloped in darkness and static. The smoke was so thick I could only see a few paces away in all spectrums. I tried my internal radio and….
Nothing. I was alone and with nothing to guide me, and then I saw to the right of me a few weak beams of red, and then a ball of light of a simulated explosion. I let my gnawing panic subside and walked their way with a observers flag in my hand. I was practically on top of them before I saw the combat selection team that had been ‘killed’, their frowning faces and hands up as they sat there grumbling.
The Raiders appeared soon after. A four woman squad. Two Helkam, a Rakiri, and a Shil’vati hefting a large antiquated grenade launcher. I called out “Do you have a way to call a emergency stop to the battle?”
The squad leader responded. “Did someone get seriously injured? I can fire off a flare and our medic teams will be here to extract them.”
“No! This is Selection, we aren’t supposed to be part of the Wargames.” I argued, but she waved me off.
“We got orders to assault the base up here. Trust me, our commander is mighty pissed at getting tasked with a frontal assault on the youngest and toughest the Imperium has to offer, with adding insult to injury if we lose to kids. That’s why we broke out the smoke screen.”
“One of the Selection members is the first of their species. Higher ups want them monitored at all times,” I partly lied.
The gears whirred and the team lead brought her weapon up again, eyes a little wider. “ Blue Eyes is here? Shit, girls ready up and head on a swivel!”
The team reformed in a circle facing outwards, a tactic specifically meant for ambushes and roach suicide drones. I stood there, confused. “Blue eyes?”
The team lead started to move into the smoke again, but explained, her eyes darting around. “Yeah, the freaky creature in the mask, toyed with an unmanned Exo before annihilating it with a shipcutter! A close quarters combat specialist with heavy armor and a real mean streak . You’re telling me they’re loose in a forest with enough concealment to sneak up on us and tear us to shreds? Ma’am the only ones in immediate danger are us. ”

Currently waiting to hear on my job applications, but in the meantime, I need $10 for phone service. Not a lot, just enough to keep me going for the month while I get back on my feet, financially speaking.
Thanks to anyone who reads this.

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My name is Jessica, I'm the owner of a Healthcare staffing agency in Texas and I do independent recruiting as well. I need help with candidates!! I'm a single mother with limited income I started this business as a why to generate income for my family. The resume banks are expensive so I wanted to see if there were other cost efficient and budget friendly ways to locate candidates. I have a ATS and it post on job boards for me but I'm not getting any applicants well no qualified ones should I say. So I'm reaching out for tips and tricks if anyone is willing to share. Thanks in Advance.

Hey there... I am a front end developer (React and Next Js) who's currently looking for a remote job but me being in a third world country affects it as most companies straight up ignore or reject my applications... What should I do..?

It's almost 3 months, wala pa rin. Ang hirap when companies are looking for someone with an experience but offer an entry-level salary. I don't think kakayanin ko magsettle sa 16k per month sa ganitong panahon. Still finding an opportunity na kahit 18-20k basta makapagwork na ulit.
Idk weird but I really miss working. Yung excitement mag friday knowing na deserve mo yung pahinga. Weekends hit different kasi kapag naghirap ka sa weekdays haha. And yung kakasahod mo lang tapos wait ka lang ng 2 weeks, sahod na ulit hahaha. Nakakapagod pero fulfilling.
Praying that June will give me some good news. Sana mareceive ko this coming week yung pinakahihintay kong call galing sa ine-eye kong company after submitting my application last thursday. Nawawalan na ako ng hope this week pero biglang nagkaron ng vacancy na fit for me sa company na 'yon kaya napaisip ako na baka pinaghihintay lang talaga ako kasi I'm being redirected to this company. After sending my application, I sent a message to the job poster na rin which happens to be my linkedin connection.
Wish me luck. 🥹🙏

Hello,
I've just turned 6 years living in the UK (EU citizen) and exactly 1 year since I received my settled status under the EU Scheme (ILR equivalent).
I have been looking at my absences which exceed the 450 days for two main reasons: 1) I spent a lot of time back in my home country during Covid taking care of family and 2) my job requires travelling abroad.
In total for the past 5 years I have 650 days outside of the UK (350 of which during Covid), as well as 88 days during the past 1 year.
I know that the booklet recommends that applicants should have lived in the UK for at least 7 years if they wish their absences of up to 730 days to be disregarded, but my question is do you think that the Home Office would disregard absences due to Covid even if the applicant is short of the recommended 7 years? In other words, I am wondering is it worth applying now or wait 1 year and then apply.

I’m an incoming student, considered e2s2 (or eess) course during my applications as the idea of studying natural phenomena like earthquakes etc always fascinated me and I love the concept of overseas field trips in the cirriculum. However, after studying the GES and a long consideration, I ultimately chose another course that could command a higher salary for pragmatic reasons.
Over the past few weeks however I really questioned myself if it was a right move to take up something I’m not as interested in for the $. Went down the rabbit hole of reading online about passion vs money and now I’m just more confused 🫠 There’s just some things that didn’t add up for me
First is that sustainability is a hot topic now, but why is it not translating into higher salaries similar to the tech boom (bes and e2s2 have a low median pay relative to other degrees in nus/ntu).
Second is that if cohort size is based on the workforce needs, would the small cohort indicate that sustainability is in fact not as huge as it is inflated to be? And that job opportunities are not so good.
Third would be that will an environment degree lock me into a largely government field (apart from some private oil gas companies), hence a possible explanation for low salaries and slow progression? And also lock me into an environment sector so it’s hard to climb out and career switch for other things. I understand that env is a small industry in sg as we have no natural disasters etc, but I do look to migrate overseas and work if possible like taiwan or japan where env impacts are more prevalent.
So yes, I am really contemplating whether to appeal over to e2s2 instead, but these are some queries holding me back, and I’m not sure if one can appeal for e2s2 as it is an interview course

I'm tired sick and tired of job applications. Why is ghosting a thing?
I've gone through several interview stages and procedures and eventually stop hearing from the company for no reason, simply no reason. But why is this always a thing, what pleasure do HR derives from this mental punishment?
It can never make sense to me. Linkedin is surprisingly full of those kind of people.
I need a job really, I'm open to anything in the tech space honestly. I'm ready to review whatever. I mean how do you guys get legit jobs these days?
I'm really frustrated and depressed, I need help seriously.
Please reach out!!

Looking for advice or support, really not sure which. I graduate in August and I’m starting to panic about jobs. I received a few responses when I was applying 6 months out from graduation, but I ended up turning them down because it was too early for me to commit. I was also looking out of state, and now I’m looking in my area (PA).
The problem is, now I’m nearing graduation and receiving literally zero responses to (maybe ~20) applications. It’s not like I’m applying to only Level I trauma centers either — lots of rural hospitals with many openings. What am I doing wrong? I don’t even know what specialty I want anymore (originally ED) because I’m begging for anything at this point. Is this normal? What can I do to stand out?

Assalamualaikum friends, the health department has announced the latest jobs that are for AJK, and on 1st June 2024, these jobs have been published in Dan newspaper. If you are eligible for the jobs then you can apply for the health department jobs without any delay.
These Health Department jobs will be based on merit any candidate who fulfills the merit will be able to get the jobs in Pakistan 2024 these jobs are for those candidates who are residents of AJK who belong to AJK.
To apply for such positions, you need a general degree (Postgraduate/Intermediate/MasteSecondary) with the right skills and relevant expertise. Applicants will be deployed in state offices across several districts. Applicants will be offered an attractive salary package and a great working environment. Please read on for more details.
For health department jobs you have to apply carefully so that your application form is wrong or you are not meeting the criteria of these jobs. Ok, you must have understood what I am trying to explain to you.