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Things that happened this weekend:

rainonwindow

It rained. A lot. Did someone forget to tell Mother Nature that it's July?

stack of books

I read 2.5 books. See previous picture.

HP7.2

It ended. We toasted victory with contraband wine.

Ben and Elissa

Spent a super lazy/perfect Sunday with the boyfriend.

Hope Solo

The USA lost to Japan.

shanty town

My dad bought a Nissan Xterra... my mom bought a shanty town to trail behind it.

duplex

Shayla + I found a great 2br/1ba duplex. We submitted our rental apps. Now we're anxiously waiting by the phone like giggly school girls waiting for the football captain to call and ask us to prom. I hope he calls soon.

Well here we are, in the middle of a typical Oregon Spring — aka another depresSPRING. While our Cali neighbors to the south are unpacking their flower dresses and espadrilles from storage, we still find ourselves sprinting from front door to car door with our jackets pulled up to protect our freshly straightened hair. Just me? Well, it is decidedly less glamourous. But rain or no rain, fashion marches on into summer collections.

And as much as I try to pretend I like shopping for “cute” rain boots (an oxymoron if you ask me), flipping through the magazines with all the bronze skin bathed in sunlight is almost too much too handle for this Oregonian. Le sigh.

…which makes it all the more difficult to keep my promise to lead a tanning bed-free life. Don’t get me wrong, I was never “Jersey Shore” tan(orange), but nonetheless, with all the studies showing the scary stats about tanning –> skin cancer, I have chosen to cut. it. out.

So here’s to self-control + a summer filled with sunshine, outdoor activities and sunscreen.

We have a saying in our family – “Pretend you’re an Oregon Trail pioneer woman.” Ok, maybe it’s not as much of a saying, as a mantra. I’ll be the first to admit it; I’m not a big outdoors, roughing-it kind of girl. But as my mom will remind my sister and me, as bad as we think things are, it could be worse. She will say, “Imagine how hard it was to survive back then. If they can do it, we can. We can be pioneer women too.”

As 2009 came to a close last week, I had my hardest pioneer woman experience ever, and, poetically I suppose, it involved an epic journey across great lands and through the elements just trying to make it home. [click here to read the entire harrowing tale of survival and perseverance]

After the whole ordeal, I never thought I would be so thankful to be saying goodbye and good riddance to 2009 and everything that came with it. But time, warmth and food have given me a different perspective. Snowpocalypse, as they are calling it, pushed me beyond what I was comfortable with or had ever experienced. It was full of first times – driving over sheets of ice, putting chains on, pushing cars in the snow, praying to any and all gods just to grab pavement. Many lessons were learned.

And that is what I hope 2010 brings for me. I’m not in the university bubble anymore. It’s not as easy to take chances and to make mistakes, but I realized that if you hide from these experiences for too long, they have a way of sneaking up on you.

As the leaves start to turn rust-colored and more frequently we see the dark clouds heavy overhead, it feels weird to not be packing up my room in anticipation of the annual migration south to Eugene. No, this year I will watch as my sister makes the journey alone. Well, not quite alone since she broke her ankle and we have to do all her moving for her, but I’m metaphorically watching her go. You get it, right?

So how will I spend my days if not wading through the giant puddle that is the University of Oregon in the fall? Job Search-apoolza 2009! That’s right. My internship is ending and I’m now in full job search mode. And my first act of job search was to attend the Career Center’s GET CONNECTED. It wasn’t so much the job fair portion of the evening I was interested in, the employers were not exactly what I was looking for, but the actual discussion panel that was there. The panel included:

Heather Flynn, Staffing Manager, Waggener Edstrom
Valerie Larson, Recruiter, Portland Energy Conservation, Inc.
Lisa Weiglin, Senior Recruiter and University Relations Manager, Tektronix
Breelyn Young, Talent Acquisition Manager, GlaxoSmithKline
Jason Abernathy, Human Resources Manager, Fisher Investments

Although my interests aligned closest with the PR field from the above choices, I was really interested to hear from all the fields. They were able to give some great insight into job hunting and the hiring process, which I shall now impart onto you:

The Search.
It’s no secret, a lot of companies prefer to promote from within, through referrals or networking. As cliche or old as the saying is, it really is about who you know. Meeting you in person and talking to you can give them much more than just seeing your resume can do, as impressive as I’m sure yours might be. At least for me, networking seems really scary and throws me out of my comfort zone, but the panelists pointed out, your network is already bigger than you think. Parents, friends’ parents, fellow alum. Start there and let them know you’re looking for a job. Maybe they know of one, maybe they know someone in the business you can talk to. Informational interviews can be gold.

If you have a specific company you are interested in, get their attention on the web. Follow them on Twitter, become a fan on Facebook, comment on the blog. If you have something smart to say, they will listen and remember it when they see your name on a resume, for example.

What they want.
Flexibility. Most companies want someone who can do the job today but also grow with the company in the future. The old 80/20 rule comes into play with qualifications. 80 you have, 20 you can grow. But if you don’t have the 80, don’t apply. In this economy there will be someone who does.

Passion. Enthusiasm. Innovation. Integrity. Adaptability. Resiliency. Urgency.

A match for the company culture is paramount. Some say interviewing is analogous to dating. The fit/vibe/chemistry, whatever you want to call it, needs to be there. As my dad always says, liking the people in the office is almost more important than liking the work.

The interview.
It’s the intangible skills make you stand out. Preparation is big. Know the clients, know the work, know the awards and show it with questions – smart questions. Mimic the language they use so they can really start to see you in the company.

You’ve heard this before, but they said it again, you are your own brand/product. Sell yourself as you would a brand. Think of 3 marketing messages you want to really get across and relate everything back to those. Trying to say too many things about yourself waters down the message.

Structure your stories and examples in terms of Problem –> Solution –> Result.

Above all, show that you want the job and follow up with personal thank you note.

Sooo over the years, Grey’s Anatomy and I have had our ups and downs, probably the most trying of all when Izzie started having sex with a ghost, but I digress. Some people strongly disagree with this, but I really love the opening and closing monologues. I think that they are insightful, poignent and, most of all, relatable. I’ve been watching some older episodes lately and there was one that really stuck with me.

So naturally I did what any child of the internet does and ran to google to find the transcript. And here are the fruits of my labor search:

Opening:
After careful consideration and many sleepless nights, here’s what I’ve decided: There’s no such thing as a grown-up.

We move on, we move out, we move away from our families and form our own. But the basic insecurities, the basic fears, and all those old wounds just grow up with us. And just when we think that life and circumstance have forced us to truly, once and for all, become an adult… your mother, says something… like that. Or worse, something like that.

We get bigger, we get taller, we get older. But, for the most part, we’re still a bunch of kids, running around the playground, trying desperately to fit in.

Closing:
I’ve heard that it’s possible to grow up. I’ve just never met anyone who’s actually done it. Without parents to defy, we break the rules we make for ourselves. We throw tantrums when things don’t go our way.

We whisper secrets with our best friends in the dark. We look for comfort where we can find it. And we hope… against all logic, against all experience. Like children, we never give up hope.

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