
When I was living in New York, a friend talked me into going to Atlantic City. I had never been to Atlantic City and I had never gambled before. So it was pretty exciting to me. Lot of noise, flashing lights, money and people everywhere walking around with rolls of chips and cups of coins. What really got my attention was that it seemed as if all the trays attached to the slot machine were all filled to the brim with silver dollars. It looked like it would be so easy to grab a machine put in a dollar and watch my tray begin to fill-up and then overflow with silver dollars.
I hurried over to the cashier and turned my hard earned paper money into silver dollars. Then I carefully walked around the casino searching for the perfect slot machine. Once I found it, I put in one of my dollars and wow; three dollars came out. Then I put in another dollar and three more dollars came out. This went on for a good while and I began to wonder how did the place make money when the slot machines were paying me and all of these people two dollars for every dollar that they put into the machine.
Soon my friend came over and told me that I would win more if I put in more than one dollar at a time. So I started to put in two and three dollars and the money just kept pouring out of the machine. I felt like I had discovered a diamond mine or an oil well or something.
Then it happened, I put about four dollars in and nothing came out. Normally, had I been in my right mind I would have walked away at that point; however, even though I did not know it the gambling bug had me. My normal ability to think and rationalize were gone. They had been replaced by something that was saying put in a few more dollars something will come out the next time.
Needless to say, after about an hour or so I had given the machine back all of the dollars that it had given me as well as my entire $80.00 bank roll that I had brought with me for spending money. As if that was not bad enough I found myself struggling to keep my bank cards in my wallet and not walk over to the ATM to start pinching off of my little savings account.
The only escape was to run out onto the boardwalk to get away from the trays and cups of money and rolls of chips because I had learned that the odds were not in my favor.
I hate to say this, but in a way the slot machines are like the job boards. They may seem like they are free and not costing you anything but if you spend too much time there you will eventually realize that you've put everything that you've worked for and own on the line hoping that the job boards will pay-off with a shinny new job.
Each time when I would click-on the submit button on a job board, I experienced the same exact feeling and thoughts that I had when I was feeding dollars to that darn slot machine. Maybe it will pay-off this time. Every time that I waited for a response it felt the exact same way as it had as I watched the cherries and sevens fly by on the slot machine. And when the call never came I had the same let down feeling that I had when the machine did not pay-out.
Just like the slot machine, even when I realize that my efforts were not paying off, I still had a hard time tearing myself away. I felt like I was leaving the excitement, the flashing lights, and the people with the cups of coins and rolls of chips. I felt like I was going to miss out on a chance to win.
Finally, I had to do the same thing that I had done when I was in Atlantic City I had to force myself to walk away and not look back. Believe it or not it was hard. Sometimes during the day out of nowhere I would think about checking the boards to see if there was anything new that looked good. It took almost all of my willpower not to log-on.
Finally, after about two weeks the urge was finally gone. The strange thing was I knew that I had gotten past it when I received an email egging me to log-on to view new job openings and I became angry. I actually sent a heated response to the company demanding that they never contact me again. I was sort of like a reformed smoker. I did not want any part of my former vice.
The next time that you find yourself logging-on to the job board for a full-day of job searching ask yourself why are you doing it. What do you expect to gain? Do you really believe that the next time that you submit a resume the outcome will be different? Have the job boards become an unfulfilling habit or do you really believe that the odds are in your favor? Ask yourself if it is time to try something else.
This is not meant to say that you should do as I did and stop using the job boards to search for employment. It is to suggest that you consider trying a few alternative methods in addition to the job boards. For example, increase your network by getting out and about, seek the assistance of a recruiter, sign-up for temporary work, try freelance work you will be surprised by the number of options that are available to you once you kick-the-job-board habit.