why there is no magic podcast of jobs
As a general rule, I’m not a huge fan of podcasting. Don’t get me wrong, I think it’s cool that there CAN be podcasts- I’m a proponent of citizens’ media in all its forms- but I personally have very little patience for it. I’ve got to wait for the file to download, plug in my iPod, sync, and then find time to listen to it when I don’t need the language centers of my brain for something else. And I have to have music while I’m commuting or I get cranky, so that’s right out.
So I don’t listen to podcasts, and I don’t really want to produce one. But sometimes I wonder if podcasting might not enhance some of the ridiculous stories I tell here, because I get some ridiculous phone calls. Too bad I can’t record the calls I get, because some of them deserve to be heard by the world, like the one I took where I had to spend the first several minutes trying to figure out if he wanted a recruiter or a phone sex operator. (Here’s a hint: Don’t say, “Be gentle with me, I’ve never done this before” while speaking slowly and breathing heavily if you’re looking for a job.)