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Its funny how things always seem to work out in my life. Well, maybe funny is not the right word. When I was out of work for 3 months, I applied to countless jobs in many different fields, including retail, hotels, cruises and even airlines. I must’ve applied for over hundreds of positions, even signed up with 2 different employment agencies. And only 2 companies responded. 2 out of hundreds. One is the company I now work for, a company full of older folks, folks who have been here forever. We have lots of families here, married couples, that sorta thing. There is a sense of family and tradition here, which is very nice if you like that sorta thing. The other place was an exciting company full of young people which I had heard really good things about. I interviewed for it and did very well with the first 2 interviews. The 3rd interview however, was with a pregnant lady in HR and I knew from the moment she walked in, that I would NOT be getting the job. The expression on her face said it all. I don’t know if she was racist or just hormonal, but she took one look at me and I just...KNEW. It was that visible. It didn’t matter what I said or didn’t say, she had already made up her mind. Since ultimately she had a lot of say when it came down to whether or not I would get hired, I did NOT get that job. But I did get this one, and it’s a nice place with nice people, so I’ve made do with that. Could be worse, I could still be stuck working for a miserable asshole. Now that I’ve been here for the past 8 months, I realized my life would be so different now, if only I had gotten that other job. For one, I would most definitely be dating. There were tons of guys there, and I'm sure some of them had to be single. The whole company was encouraged to socialize after work, at least once a week. This was company policy, mind you,....part of the mission statement or something for that company, a new way of doing things. All that socializing would have forced me to make connections, make new friends, and bring in a breath of fresh air into my stagnant, stale life. What could’ve been. I guess I'll never know. Instead I sit here with zero friends (I have lunch in my car by myself every day...like the fucking loser I am), no dates (no single men here, not a ONE) and not a single invitation to go out. Such is my luck. I am always, always, COCKBLOCKED no matter what im going for. Somehow I always end up stuck in the corner, ALONE and bored to fucking tears. I hate my life.
When I was 21 I went searching for a job at the mall. I wasn't going to leave that mall until I had a job and I found three. One was at Radio shack, the other was at a verizon wireless store, and the last was at sears hardware. I went with the first one to hire me, Sears. I later found out I got both of the other jobs, which would have paid me a lot more. I sat there at my crappy job quiet, isolated, confused, hating the managers, hating the folks I worked with, counting the minutes until the day was over. I hated that job but now, looking back, I realize that keeping that job was one of the best decisions I ever made. Why you ask? This weekend I went camping with my buddies from the sears days and three out of the 10 guys that I chose to be my groomsman worked with me at Sears. What I'm trying to say is that sometimes the near future looks crappy but you never know what God will do to make the situation better. He creates a beautiful mess out of the irreparable. hang in there huli. You will be okay! btw I have to post this as a blog, I liked it too much not too, lol.
ReplyDeleteI hear ya J...you make a good point and one i always forget...still in the meantime, it is quite difficult.
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