In an Unexpected Turn of Events

Yesterday I went to apply for this job that pretty much my whole family had been pushing me to try out. Said job was never really my first choice but after much ballyhoo from everyone around me, I started to see the good in it and all the possibilities it could open up for me. It was, I had decided, a good means to an end. So I did what I had to do, filled out the forms, fixed my requirements, and prepared for application day. 

Little by little, as it drew nearer, I grew more excited about the job and convinced that it was the right thing to do, that it was the best step to take to get on the right path to my dreams. As cheesy as that may sound haha. So come yesterday, I put my best foot forward and went for it.  

It was a long application process, where panel after panel would go through your credentials and asses your potential. Modestly speaking I think everyone (family and friends who knew about it), myself included, was confident that I would qualify and get in. I was not too nervous about the whole thing, either, to be honest. Because I am a geek who enjoys interviews and relating with people, and I find that I thrive when I speak and converse. But as life would have it, I was turned down early along the way. Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you when you think everything's ok and everything's going right. It was a big blow to my family who had been in the same industry since time immemorial. I know this because of a similar experience years ago. Needless to say I was also rather disappointed. Just when I had finally warmed up to the prospect (and semi-planned my next move/s in the next 2 or 3 years based on it), it all went the other way. And I did not even get the chance to actually speak in the process! That's just too bad. It's probably the one thing that really annoys me about it. So, for the record, it all seemed so promising and for a moment, yes, I wanted so bad to get accepted. But please just let it be known that I would rather work where people would actually take time to hear my ideas and opinions. 

I am not bitter. Just expressing what I think and how I feel about it.

Naturally, my family would like me to try again, maybe for a different company but for the same opportunity. They do not want--can not--to let it go without doing something about it. And that's understandable. But we can not say I did not try. At least I got an answer for one of my many questions, that's one good thing that came out of it. I am less confused now, and I believe it's best to move on with my other options. Life has a funny way of helping you out.

I am hopeful and optimistic, too, for all my fellow applicants who did not get accepted either yesterday. One option down, we are all closer to where we are meant to be. Good luck to us!

Fingers crossed and hoping for the best, onward we march!

x N