Unemployed again.
Well, it is finally sinking in. Unemployed again. I knew it would come to an end, as I had only been hired for the semester. Still, it comes as a bit of a shock after the first week. Vacation turns into idle hands and mind. I’ve been spending my time revising the contents of my resumé to more clearly reflect the skills that my latest job was interested in.
The majority of job opportunities in Denmark come through personal and professional contacts and not through job ads. That really blows when someone with international experience and fifteen years living abroad tries to find a new job. I tend to get slightly manic and try to analyze the job situation and develop new strategies for marketing my skills. I go through a stage where I revise my resumé and web sites. Then I try to draw on the networks of friends and contacts. Interestingly, this can quickly lead to embarrassment for all parties.
It is acceptable according to Danish social norms to be looking for employment. If however, you mention that you don’t have much of a network because you have been living abroad, or that you have been unemployed for a period of almost three years – despite unemployment in Denmark being at the lowest point for many years, embarrassment creeps in. Resumé forwarding not withstanding. In reality, the embarrassment couldn’t be more palpable if I had announced that I was starting my own harem and moving to a deserted island.
What is the cause of the embarrassment? People view their contacts as part of their own personal sphere. People need privacy, not because they are going to overthrow the government or plan a terrorist attack, but because they don’t want their wife to find out about their mistress, or they don’t want their employer to know about their gambling. We don’t like to reveal our foibles to just anyone. We also view our friends and contacts as assets that can support and help us, not someone else. Being unemployed, in a way, is like being socially dysfunctional or having the plague. Most people are afraid that it is somehow contagious.
By the way, I could still use those contacts…