Its a sad day when the unemployed have to pay to park just to get the chance to meet with potential employers. While I dont know who my $7.00 benefited it certainly wasnt me, especially when I didnt have much to spare in the first place.
Diversity Job Fair, it sounds great on paper, but once the spacious Reliant Center building has been entered you realize the faade. I was still optimistic at this point until I asked and was pointed towards a room that was probably violating the buildings fire hazard safety code.
All exhibitors were located in one room, which may have been fine except for the masses of applicants. I stand at 52 and nearly suffocated between the bodies of people while trying to navigate around various groups. I was still optimistic while I waited in line for 15 minutes to meet a company representative. I had arrived, I shook his hand and was ready to bedazzle my would be employer until he said We are not accepting any resumes, please go to our website and apply online.
A little downtrodden I nudged bodies until I was in front of another representative, we are hiring sales people only. Having to breath deeper since air seemed to be scarce where I was, I persevered towards the next exhibitor We have one position currently open, are you a Sr. (large technical word) Engineer?
Im a recent IT graduate and like many others who clutched their bachelors in one hand and their resumes in the other while knowing the job search would not be easy still considered the Houston Chronicle their friend and supporter through this abysmal time. I gathered up my strength and pushed through the mass of bodies to exit once again into the spacious main hall of Reliant, I wiped my sweaty, beet red face, took a deep breath of cool fresh air and desolately made my way back to my car prepping myself for the long hour drive back home. Thank you Houston Chronicle Job Fair for the free admission, which cost me $7.00 for parking. I wasted my time, my gas, and my money.