đ Hiya, job sneaker!
I grab my first cup of coffee, saunter into my office, and log on, fully expecting just another day of Slack messages and status meetings. Then my bossâs boss pings me: âGot time for a quick chat?â
Oh, fantastic. Nothing ominous about that at all.
Turns out, a bunch of folks have been laid off, including my immediate manager. But donât worry, he saysâmy job is safe. Safe? Sure. But suddenly, this place feels different. And different isnât always good.
So, like any rational person facing an existential career crisis, I take a casual peek at the olâ job boards. Just to see whatâs out there, you know? I apply to one. Then another. And another. Before I know it, Iâm deep in the trenches of blind applications, convinced that with enough resumes launched into the void, the perfect job will magically materialize.
Days turn into weeks. Silence. Deafening, soul-crushing silence. Damn it, Steve, you fell for it again. You know better than to trust the job boards.
I'm not standing still; I am lying in wait. â Aaron Burr
But then, like finally seeing the all-clear message after a late-night production fire drill, a reply. Someone thinks Iâm a good fit. They actually want to talk to me. Four rounds of interviews, five weeks of suspense, and thenâthat email. That dreaded âWe love you, but not enough to hire youâ email. Second place. Theyâd totally hire me... if only they had two jobs to give.
This one stings. I usually shake these things off, but my motivation is toast. I declare my job search officially dead. Unstar the job boards. Delete my secret âopen to workâ banner. Unfollow the recruiters. Done.
And then, in an act of career minimalism, I clean house on LinkedInânarrowing my connections to just the strongest working relationships Iâve built. Ironically, that turns out to be the game-changer.
Soon after, I spot a post that wouldâve been lost in the noise before:
And just like that, I slide into his DMs:
One intro later, Iâm chatting with the hiring manager. Four roundsâthis time, just one weekâand boom: job offer in my inbox.
The door prize? Referrals change the game. Instead of blasting applications into the abyss, what if I had just waited for the right moment and made one strategic move? One DM, one week, one job. Lesson learned.
Yours in service,
âď¸ Kirby





