I hate looking for work.
At home I sit at the table in the dining room staring at my computer screen, revising my resume just a bit for each new job posting. I research the business names, peruse websites, package myself for sale — and I stress.
On interviews I sit in straight chairs in offices, uptight but trying to appear relaxed. Smiling, while fretting over each word I utter. Hoping that Secret can keep secret my nervous perspiration. All the while trying desperately to remember what I wrote on this resume and what I read about this company.
Each time my phone rings I answer in my very best, most professional manner. As I lift the receiver I try to recall what jobs I’ve applied for, where. My eyes search the table and/or breakfast bar for my note pad and pen. Do I have everything I need to appear competent? (It’s an act, you know.)
Then I raise my head and look out the window. Blue skies. Bluer seas. Palm trees waving in a gentle breeze. White puff clouds floating by. I am in Hawaii.
I turn my head, look at the apartment, compare it to the dump I lived in in Las Vegas. I think of OC and smile.
And the stress dissolves.
Life is good. A job will come. All is well.
15 thoughts on “Perspectives”
i wrote what i thought was a stellar resume
i took advice from some smart types (OC)
and kept the language clear
and not too fancy
i didnt lie about anything
i didnt trump up anything
i didnt try to make myself appear more than i am
i was honest
all was as it should be
i posted it on monster
i replied to ads
not one person
i worry that im a failure
but the three different people that i work for now
led me to believe i do a bad job at anything
im wondering if
the three jobs that i have
greenhouse retail shop/ grower
and church secretary/office manager
are so unrelated
that its a bad thing…
i dont know
but i need a better job
WWFMP — screw Monster! Try craigslist!
Quilly-Sister, it’s always hard not to stress when you are looking for work. I believe that what will be, will be. And that you will end up exactly where you are to be. Turn it over. Give it to Him. And then give Him time.
Like your locale improved, like your living space improved, and like your love life improved, so too will your career life. I believe.
Jackie — that’s what I decided this morning.
Nessa — I’m hoping.
Hang in there. I’m sure a job is just around the corner.
What Jackie said!
…. so…. ya think attitude is everything?
Maybe you haven’t got a job yet because these jobs were all the wrong jobs for you. The right job – one that will fulfill you – hasn’t found you yet. When it does, then you’ll be a perfect match.
My life is but a weaving
Between my Lord and me,
I cannot choose the colors
he worketh steadily..
Oftimes he weaveth sorrwo,
And I in foolish pride
Forget he sees the upper
And I, the underside.
Not till the loom is silent
And the shuttles cease to fly
Shall God unroll the canvas
And explain the reason why.
The dark threads are as needful
In the weaver’s skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver
In the pattern he has planned.
hang in there you “will” find a place to flower; you are in paradise. Hugs!
i’m sure the right job will come when the time is right.
until then – enjoy the paradise!
Noooooooo Quilly – You are NOT a dork! You LIKED the bottom picture best!!! (this means I just have to save the outfit until she’s in 5th grade…)
Mike — I keep reminding myself of that.
Melli — attitude is the apex.
Mumma — I have a part time teaching job. VERY part-time. Eight hours per week.
Pauline — that is lovely. Thanks for sharing it.
Polona — paradi$e is expen$ive.
Melli — you can save it, but it will likely be out of style by then and MUCH too small. Let her wear it now. The fifth graders will just think Luz is one cool little kid — and they’ll be right.
I’m suprised some school didn’t snap you up.
Dr. John — finally, finally, finally I have an interview with Maili Elementary at 8 a.m. Monday morning. Yay!
Best wishes! Here’s hoping it’s the perfect fit.
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