Metamorphosis

I have never really had to compete for a job.  All three of my high-school employers hired me on the spot.  I worked for my university at a job for which I had to interview, but I can't imagine there were many more applicants than openings.  I landed an internship on my first try during my junior year because, as I found out later, my new supervisor had a vicious and tiresome (to her colleagues) tendency to burn my predecessors out.  I stuck around, though — long enough to weasel a promotion to Real Staffer after she left.  Several months after that, she got me a job with her new employer, and I have now been there (here) for almost two years.

In all that time, I have submitted exactly one resume to a stranger (for the internship).  In the last week I've tripled my total – so far, to no effect.

I'm hopelessly clueless about the process.  I've been working in offices for far too long to be so ignorant, especially now that I've begun to look around for new daytime environs.