Throughout this year’s Winter Meetings in San Diego, four attendees of the PBEO Job Fair have agreed to keep a journal chronicling their employment-seeking experiences (meet them all HERE.). In this, his second installment, Sean Banks, references License to Ill-era Beastie Boys, scores some prime real estate and has a serendipitous Trade Show encounter.
Read all of Sean’s posts HERE.
I missed two classes and no homework. But, fortunately most of my professors are reasonable people and not jerks. Give me a choice between Music Literature class and the MLB Winter Meetings, and I’ll take the Winter Meetings every time. Sorry Prof.
To say today was a long day is an understatement. I used to hear people tell stories about jet lag, and I never believed them. I don’t fly a lot and before this weekend, I had never been west of Kansas City. But, holy cow…I was tired all day.
At around 8:00 this morning, four cell phone alarm clocks went off simultaneously, and nobody moved a muscle. Then they went off again. And again. Then we started making moves. As a result of this sluggishness, we didn’t quite make it to the Convention Center right at 9:00. We rolled in at about ten minutes past the hour and headed straight for the interview posting room.
We got all the job offers just like I said we would.
Or none. We actually got none of the job offers this afternoon. In fact, Nate was the only one that even interviewed with teams today. But, for all of you keeping score, don’t chalk this one up as a loss quite yet. I may not have interviewed with any teams today, but I found a way to achieve many small victories.
The first victory of the day was laying claim to a small table right outside the job posting and interview posting rooms. Clutch. Once we got a hold of it, we protected it with sword and shield to save ourselves a lot of walking to and fro and to and fro. From that point forward, we searched for our names on the clubs’ “we want to interview you” lists and “best of luck, kid” job postings in shifts. Talk about a team effort.
So what’s the game plan going forward? Well, to be honest, I haven’t quite figured that out yet. Wait. And then wait some more.
But, while you’re waiting — network. And today was a great day for it. Another victory. We met many fellow job seekers, exchanged stories and business cards, and talked about what we thought Tuesday might entail. And who knew you could network at the Trade Show? I certainly didn’t, but we found a way to do it. I’d say we’re getting pretty good at this.
And while I’m on the topic of the Trade Show, I might as well talk about the Winter Meetings t-shirt I bought there. It truly was destiny. I’m not a large person. I wear small t-shirts—which shouldn’t really be a surprise to a lot of people. But, when I asked for a navy blue Winter Meetings t-shirt at the counter, the lady working the booth broke my heart. No more smalls. Alright, game over. I quit. I’m going home. Cue Charlene.
I had never met Charlene, but she was standing at the counter and had just bought the last small shirt. She didn’t hesitate to offer it to me and take a medium instead. Destiny. I was supposed to be at that counter at that time to luck into the t-shirt I really wanted. I’m only kind of superstitious…but that had to be a sign, right?! So, I’ll chalk this one up as a victory too.
As I’m writing this, I’m sure Darius, Katie, and Julie are writing about their experiences too. But, I’d say getting to meet up with them and Ben was a pretty big victory for tonight, as well. There are so many great, genuine people in this industry. It’s no wonder there are some 600 job seekers in attendance. These are my people.
It’s also pretty cool to be a little star-struck when you see all the big-name baseball guys and you can just pretend it’s normal. I don’t need to ask for a picture with Kevin Millar because he’s just a guy. I think if I keep telling myself that, I might eventually believe it.
I’d like to leave you with a profound thought from this fine Monday at the Winter Meeting. As a result of working the job and interview posting rooms in shifts, there were a few times when I was the only guard on duty. I took that opportunity to observe and listen to other people’s conversations (it’s not weird, I promise). Some interesting quotes:
Mystery Job Seeker 1: “Hey! What are you guys up to?”
Mystery Job Seeker 2: “Oh, you know…just hunting.”
Mystery Job Seeker 3: “Any luck?”
Mystery Job Seeker 4: “Not yet. Maybe tomorrow.”
What sums up this experience so far? I don’t think I can say it any better than these mystery job seekers. We have to keep hunting…and get right back at it tomorrow.
Hasta mañana, amigos.
Much more to come from Sean, and his three fellow Job Seeker Journal writers, tomorrow. The hunt continues.