That project I was working on, it was a job. A good job at my company.
And I was going to announce on the blog this week, that I beat out tough competition and got this job and finally I will be doing something I enjoy, that I'm good at and I just can't keep the excitement in any longer....
but I didn't get it.
And kept smiling like fool and saying "well thank you for the opportunity" over and over
I've been working a lot, as a test run, with that department and finishing up projects this morning with my almost colleagues was awkward. She knows that I know and I know she knows I know
and we don't say anything
The few people I told about the lengthy interview process, I had to tell them I was second best, and there was someone with more speech writing experience.
I say I'm proud of myself for trying
It is what it is
and finding some joke to hopefully plug up the tears - dont cry at work dont cry at work
I write the email to my parents "Job Update"
and know they are disappointed just as much as me but
I can't quite manage do anything my parents can brag about
The problem with putting things out on the blog is when stuff falls through you have to explain yourself to the 4 people out there who read this thing
And record the embarrassing failures in your personal history filed under -
Mondays you probably don't want to read about
2 comments:
Who do you know that needs to give some speeches?! Practice practice!! She could go on vaca to memphis and break a femur... you just never know!
Analee,
I sure personally remember a deep disappointment of a job I didn't get, and to make matters more bitter, I was qualified, and to make matters worse, I was more qualified than the person who got the job ( who I knew personally). And I too, had to awkwardly smile and say, "I'm glad for you" Oh, quite the little liar I was.
But I can correct you on one little point, please. I happen to know your parents personally, and I can say, without reservation, they are very, very proud of you, not because of a particular job you do, but because of who you are! Me too, tia
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