Gee, job fairs are packed to the gills. Here’s a couple quotes from an article on the NPR site.
For the past four years, the Chamber of Commerce in Kernersville, N.C., has held a late winter job fair. This is the first year the town needed a team of police officers to direct traffic outside.
The job fair in Kernersville, a bedroom community between Winston-Salem and Greensboro, attracted about 1,000 people — more than double last year’s attendance.
They began lining up outside before the fair started. Some worked in construction until the housing market tanked. Others had high-tech jobs, until their companies downsized. And several — such as Tim Wiley — worked in North Carolina’s once-vibrant manufacturing sector, before their jobs moved overseas.
Of course, if you’re 58 like Drexel High, things can be a lot worse.
“I understand that at my age, I’m not the desired type,” he says. “So I’ll take anything as far as even entry level. I’m not afraid to clean the toilets either. All I want is a chance to compete.”
Meanwhile, in his annual quest to buy the Super Bowl, Daniel Snyder and the Washington Redskins recently signed Albert Haynesworth to a one hundred million dollar contract because he’s so damn good at knocking quarterbacks on their butts. Hell, he did it eight times alone, just last year, and that’s a skill you cannot live without, depression, recession, or boom time.
Now that he got his man, I wonder if Daniel Snyder has enough money left to give Drexel High a job cleaning toilets.
Or how about the Yankees? Their projected payroll for next season is actually going to be less than last year’s, so even though they spent $423.5 million on long-term contracts for Mark Teixeira, CC Sabathia and A.J. Burnett, they freed up some money and ought to be able to give Drexel High a job cleaning toilets.
There’s a lot of money out there, but you’re not going to get it at a job fair. Sorry, Drexel. Can you hit?
