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Why does hope feel so illusive lately?
I’ve been at the job hunt game for years. As my friend, Anthony, put it, “Welcome to the educated poor.” He means, who cares that I have two degrees, a good personality, integrity, drive, ability, and experience? If you don’t know someone who knows someone you can eat it. For the past four months or so I’ve applied for jobs on a rather regular basis. Come the end of fall semester I’ve upped the applications going out. But I haven’t heard from anyone. No one. Not even a rejection.
All winter break I’ve been telling myself that it’s the end of a semester and people are busy. I try to remind myself that people are on vacation, like I am. I try to be patient with hiring freezes, budgets, and year end bureaucracy. I know everything begins to return to life tomorrow. Everyone goes back to work/school and then we all wait for summer, then fall, then Christmas.
I’m trying to remember that once people are back on track someone will want to hire me. (I’m a catch, after all, in so many ways.) I’m trying to believe that the months of silence have just been an offering of patience, an offering to help me know and appreciate the right job when it comes along. I hope. I am hoping to have a new job, the right job this year, preferably sooner rather than later.
To employment, cheers!