Yesterday, I did something
that I had not done in about two years.
I did something that I thought I would never do again, due to my circumstances.
But I did what I did because I felt that I had to, wanted to, and most importantly, I wanted to see if I get any reaction at all.
I APPLIED FOR A JOB.
I put that in bold, uppercase letters because I cannot believe that I actually did this.
The last time I applied for a job was sometime in September 2020, and it was a full-time job, right before I officially went on Social Security and retired, against my will, because I couldn’t even get arrested during this period of time.
The last time I updated my resume was almost two years to yesterday, July 22, 2020.
Why did I apply for a job—a freelance one—when I already have a freelance job?
Because I fit the job to a “T,” as they say.
Everything that they ask for that you need for this job I have—the right degree, the right experience, the knowledge of AP style, the right background, and the right skills.
Just look at the ad, and I qualify 100 percent.
But I have to wonder about some things, too.
One of the major things that I have to wonder about with this job opening is this: do my qualifications go out the window because of my age?
I sent them my resume, and anyone can pretty much figure out how old I am by the information that I have given them.
And even if somehow that doesn’t raise their eyebrows about age, it is pretty obvious, because I went from a full-time job to a freelance job, so that should tell them something.
Honestly, since I match up so well with the job requirements, if they don’t hire me, it is clear age discrimination … but go prove it.
And then we have my current job, the job that I got just about two years ago, when I was ready to pack it all in and live on Social Security, which, of course, is pretty near impossible to do right now.
I make the maximum I can make from that job, and not get penalized by Social Security for making too much … but as you know, that calculation was recently thrown out the window when I made the whopping sum of $248 more than I was supposed to make in 2021, and I have to pay it back, 50 cents on the dollar.
I have no idea what the salary is for this new job—they probably pay by submission—but that would totally throw off my Social Security payments if I had the job, because those who take Social Security early, like I was forced to do, have a cap on their annual earnings, which is as stupid as it sounds, but the rules are the rules.
So if I get this job, do I just enjoy this extra income and worry about it when I have to pay taxes next year and, subsequently, when Social Security finds out about it?
Heck, I know how the extra income from my current freelance job has helped my family and I out, but how about adding on the income from still another job? That would help us out immensely, especially in these inflationary times, the worst inflation we have experienced in 40 years.
The perfect case scenario is to get some type of deferred payment, but that is only used when rich people don’t want to pay taxes on their full salaries, so they hold off for a bigger payday later on, when they will worry about it then.
It doesn’t happen to huskers like me.
So what do I do?
Will they even call me due to my age that they can easily figure out?
What will happen?
Stay tuned.
Same Bat time.
Same Bat channel.
But unlike holding your breath for Batman and Robin in whatever peril they were in, I am not holding my breath on this job prospect at all.
But I can’t not look a gift horse in the mouth, and when I saw this ad, I thought I owed it to myself and my family to at least give it a shot.
As you well know by now, I hate being retired, I hate having been told at basically 62 and a half years of age that I was too old to fill a regular job anymore.
Now at 65 years of age, I am simply looking at the future, the near and the long-term, and I feel that I still have a lot to give if given the chance.
Wish me well on my quest, but yes, at this point, I do feel like Don Quixote fighting those windmills.
Have a great weekend, and I will speak to you again on Monday.
I did something that I thought I would never do again, due to my circumstances.
But I did what I did because I felt that I had to, wanted to, and most importantly, I wanted to see if I get any reaction at all.
I APPLIED FOR A JOB.
I put that in bold, uppercase letters because I cannot believe that I actually did this.
The last time I applied for a job was sometime in September 2020, and it was a full-time job, right before I officially went on Social Security and retired, against my will, because I couldn’t even get arrested during this period of time.
The last time I updated my resume was almost two years to yesterday, July 22, 2020.
Why did I apply for a job—a freelance one—when I already have a freelance job?
Because I fit the job to a “T,” as they say.
Everything that they ask for that you need for this job I have—the right degree, the right experience, the knowledge of AP style, the right background, and the right skills.
Just look at the ad, and I qualify 100 percent.
But I have to wonder about some things, too.
One of the major things that I have to wonder about with this job opening is this: do my qualifications go out the window because of my age?
I sent them my resume, and anyone can pretty much figure out how old I am by the information that I have given them.
And even if somehow that doesn’t raise their eyebrows about age, it is pretty obvious, because I went from a full-time job to a freelance job, so that should tell them something.
Honestly, since I match up so well with the job requirements, if they don’t hire me, it is clear age discrimination … but go prove it.
And then we have my current job, the job that I got just about two years ago, when I was ready to pack it all in and live on Social Security, which, of course, is pretty near impossible to do right now.
I make the maximum I can make from that job, and not get penalized by Social Security for making too much … but as you know, that calculation was recently thrown out the window when I made the whopping sum of $248 more than I was supposed to make in 2021, and I have to pay it back, 50 cents on the dollar.
I have no idea what the salary is for this new job—they probably pay by submission—but that would totally throw off my Social Security payments if I had the job, because those who take Social Security early, like I was forced to do, have a cap on their annual earnings, which is as stupid as it sounds, but the rules are the rules.
So if I get this job, do I just enjoy this extra income and worry about it when I have to pay taxes next year and, subsequently, when Social Security finds out about it?
Heck, I know how the extra income from my current freelance job has helped my family and I out, but how about adding on the income from still another job? That would help us out immensely, especially in these inflationary times, the worst inflation we have experienced in 40 years.
The perfect case scenario is to get some type of deferred payment, but that is only used when rich people don’t want to pay taxes on their full salaries, so they hold off for a bigger payday later on, when they will worry about it then.
It doesn’t happen to huskers like me.
So what do I do?
Will they even call me due to my age that they can easily figure out?
What will happen?
Stay tuned.
Same Bat time.
Same Bat channel.
But unlike holding your breath for Batman and Robin in whatever peril they were in, I am not holding my breath on this job prospect at all.
But I can’t not look a gift horse in the mouth, and when I saw this ad, I thought I owed it to myself and my family to at least give it a shot.
As you well know by now, I hate being retired, I hate having been told at basically 62 and a half years of age that I was too old to fill a regular job anymore.
Now at 65 years of age, I am simply looking at the future, the near and the long-term, and I feel that I still have a lot to give if given the chance.
Wish me well on my quest, but yes, at this point, I do feel like Don Quixote fighting those windmills.
Have a great weekend, and I will speak to you again on Monday.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.