Throughout this year’s Baseball Winter Meetings in Nashville, four attendees of the PBEO Job Fair agreed to keep a journal chronicling their employment seeking experiences. (Meet them all HERE). In this installment, Eric Schmitz offers a refreshingly honest assessment of his final day at the Job Fair.
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12/5/12 — GREAT EXPECTATIONS
Wednesday was a very interesting day. I had brilliantly decided to stay up and write my journal entry after I got back from the bar and before I went to bed, so I slept through my first alarm and scrambled to get over to Opryland. I had an 8:30 follow-up interview with the team I had met with Monday, which had been scheduled by a late phone call Tuesday evening I received while at The Falls. [one of the Gaylord Opryland’s many drinking spots]
Over the course of later Monday and Tuesday, I had sold myself on this position being the one that had the strongest scores in both likelihood of being selected and being the best opportunity. So it was on my mind most of the day Tuesday, and whereas in past Job Fairs, when I had multitudes of interviews to distract me, it wasn’t so much the case this time around.
Rushing over to Opryland, I neglected to remember that it helps to relax and remember that you did good in the first interview, so my mind wasn’t in the best place. Needless to say, I wasn’t impressive, and when you realize that yourself, you know that’s not good. In contrast with the initial sit down, which was great but very casual, this seemed like a real, super-serious job interview, and I was definitely caught off guard. So after a good 20 minutes of not doing much to solidify my candidacy, the interview was over. I walked away thinking Earnest Byner would be the only one who could truly appreciate what just happened.
With the posting rooms just opening for the day, I walked up to check the boards to see what else was happening. On Wednesday, there was officially one position posted. I walked through the interview posting room, and it was bare like I’ve never seen it. Anyone that was only there for the Job Fair could’ve bounced Tuesday night and would’ve been fine. Comparing the three days of this year’s job fair to past job fairs, I think this might have been the least active of them all. Many of the positions I put resumes in for, well, without evidence to back it up, probably the majority of what I put in for were never even posted for interviews.
Sure, I know the teams attending are busy, they’re there for business, and that maybe they don’t have enough people there to do interviews and attend the necessary functions. The job seekers showing up put a lot of money into coming from all over for this, knowing they can interview face-to-face for the chance to pursue their career, and I feel like the amount of opportunities to do so this year was disappointing. If teams want to interview over the phone and judge on a person’s voice, great, but maybe I just don’t see how these organizations wouldn’t jump at the chance to sit at a table with the people they need to pick from.
Because of the lack of activity, I spent a good amount of time of sitting in the workroom chatting with people and wandering around the Trade Show. After a few hours of that, I walked over to meet some of the Sounds staff who had already went to Opry Mills for lunch. I ended up running into Sounds GM Brad Tammen halfway there, and as we walked, he asked me about how things were going and I told him about what I had going. He had some very valuable advice about how to handle my choices, and I’m continually appreciative of how the network of people you work with in Minor League Baseball will continue to help you out after you move on.
Other than sporadically checking the posting rooms (mostly not even walking in, just asking and being told that nothing else was posted) I did a bit of wandering before I decided to just head back to the hotel and take a nap. The way the day started and the inactivity after that wasn’t exactly encouraging. But while the afternoon was dull, the night wouldn’t be the same.
Thanks to an unnamed friend who wasn’t going to be around for the Gala, I was able to score a ticket to maybe the highlight of the week’s agenda. This year, they had it at Dave & Buster’s over at Opry Mills, and it was fantastic. The baseball world had their run of the place, and there’s no job seeker tag or staff tag separating everyone (unless you were wearing one, and I know better than that). Free food, free drinks and free games. Having met so many people through Winter Meetings, working in baseball, whatever… it’s great to just hang out and have fun in an environment like that. I’d say the $75 might be more than I’d ever be willing to shell out to attend, but having a ticket, it’s a no-brainer to go. It was a great time up until they pulled the plug (literally) on it at 10.
With a nice head start and the rest of the night ahead, with nothing awaiting Thursday morning, I headed downtown with Kevin and Leon (previously mentioned in this journal series) and a few guys from the Arkansas Travelers. One of my friends here in Nashville, Alyssa Foote, was at the Trade Show with Cymplify, a merchandise company (check them out, people!) and they had a VIP party at a bar down on 2nd Street. The place was packed with baseball executives of all levels, and they had a live performance by Keith Anderson, which was fantastic. It was a great way to wrap up a crazy few days.
Over four days, I met some great people and did what I could to make my way in the industry. There’s still an offer on the table, and hopefully more to come. Now, it’s just waiting for something to happen.
My sincere thanks to Eric for providing us with this account of his Winter Meetings experience, and stay tuned for a final update…