It dawned on me one time while I was at a breakfast meeting for some Association of Whatever. It was the typical event with time set aside for networking before the program began. I do not recall what the program was about but I do recall I was not interested in the program that was offered.
So why did I spend $35 to attend? I had a mission. I was there to network. I was there to find people in the crowd that might help me in my job search. I stood there with a hopeful and open expression on my face and a ready smile, balancing in my hand a rubbery bagel and coffee that was too hot then too cold to drink.
I had an overpowering urge to walk out the door.
My unemployed peers had great name for these events: “The Dawn Patrol”.Read More