keywords and x number of yrs experience

i am not a person. i find no person to speak to proove otherwise. it is all electronic. my pursuits come out in keywords and x number of years experience. i am no one's ideal. listings in the paper and on the internet are always seeking the supreme. i have begun to hate myself for not being the right fit, although there is nothing wrong with me.
people who have been with the company 15 years are let go every day. they answer phones now, count the items going into dressing rooms, and serve people who ought to be serving them. overqualified and underpaid. managers and their impish assistants are cold, disconnected people who want you to call them by their first name. as though that makes it all kosher.
i am not a person. i have a man's name but wish to do a woman's job. my plea is to be given a chance. no one has time to train anymore. the overworked and poorly treated train the newcomers, so that eventually they are just as bitter. what touches me most is not just the personal cut of rejection; it is the fact that i am far from alone.