So, now that I’m set up with a pretty good job (and am slinging coffee part-time) I can safely talk about this particular phenomenon. Over the past few months I applied to a plethora (do you know what it means to have a ple-thor-a?) of positions, from whom, in most cases, I heard nothing in return. Now that I am safely ensconced in the daily grind, I am hearing back from them en mass, and the replies are annoyingly disappointing. Yes, I have a job that I think I will like, but hearing (or reading, rather) that so many of those positions for which I applied found me undesirable is just plain aggravating. Most of the rejection letters don’t say anything directly about me and instead just state that the position has been filled, or other candidates were more experienced (which I completely believe and understand) but there are a few who outright said I wasn’t qualified for the job. My feminine brain (stupid emotional female brain) interprets this as, “Pffff! You aren’t good enough for us! Why did you even apply??!!” ….The thing that really sucks about having estrogen is that even if the rejection comes from something us women don’t want, we are hurt and suddenly indignant! Yes, to be honest, I was rejected from some jobs that I didn’t really want in the first place, but I’m still mad at them for not wanting to hire me.
And what’s even worse is that once rejection rears its ugly head, I flash back on past rejections. In this case, I’m speaking of being rejected by people. However, like the subject above, I am speaking of being rejected by people for whom my feelings weren’t particularly strong (actually, I kind of wanted to break up with them in the first place. No, really!). Do men have this problem? Like when you’re dating someone and they break up with you…and you’re immediately relieved, but then you’re mad that they broke up with you!!!!
So, now I’m mad not only at jobs I didn’t want, but at people I didn’t want! Do I know this is stupid? Yes. Yes I do. Ladies, I know you know what I mean. Men, if you don’t experience or understand this feeling, we can at least shake our heads together and think,”Bitches be trippin’ “.
That’s right, people. My cape is in the mail, and my first paycheck is on the way! Did my super professional nail polish make a difference? I hope not, cause I don’t plan on wearing it again anytime soon…not unless some glitter is involved. Nope, upon my first interview, I was told multiple times how impressive my resume was (talk about a much-needed confidence boost)! My second interview did nothing but cement my certainty of an upcoming job offer, and slowly my cloud of depression was lifting. Unfortunately, the offer was delayed for another two weeks due to some bureaucratic problems, and just as I was starting to look up the location of soup kitchens, I got a call from a coffee joint (I love me some coffee) and went in the next day for an interview. It went marvelously, and 30 minutes later a second interview had been scheduled and I had already filled out some paperwork. But the good news didn’t stop there! I got a call that very day about the job I didn’t think I would get due to a 90 day company wide hiring freeze. Not only were they able to free up that position, but it was immediately offered to me! Woo-hoo! I officially had a full-time, salaried position with benefits…and still a second interview for a coffee joint. I called to check if they could work around my new schedule, and when they said they would “for the right person”, I confidently went in. Since my interviewer looked to be a bit of a nerd (I mean this in the most awesomest way possible) I slipped in a Dr. Who reference, and with that I was hired! So, I am now a full-time Volunteer Service Coordinator, and a part-time coffee-house barista (I figured a second job, especially one involving coffee, could help pay off my student loans…of which I have many). After completing my first full week in the working world, I’m still getting adjusted to the new early hours, new co-workers, and a daily commute. So far, it’s been uneventful enough (except for the universe promptly punishing my run of good fortune with a car accident, though no one was hurt) but I have yet to start my coffee gig, so that will change up my routine yet again. In addition to all of that, I will soon be moving in with a new roommate who is just as awesome as me, and together we are resolved to be more socially (and physically) active!
Now, on the road to adulthood, I can envision my goals becoming realities. The other day I even found my mind wandering to the prospect of children (I have no idea where that came from, as I am currently not seeing anyone, nor will I probably have the time with 2 jobs), and though surprising, it was a nice idea….for the distant future. I’m hoping to get in touch with old friends, continue to make new ones, and have amazing experiences whenever I have the time. With a family and children not yet in the mix (or even in view) I am looking forward to the new adventures to come! This SuperGirl with a salary is off, off, and away!