April 3,
2013
The
interview was a wash, driving from the Tundra to Timbuktu and having to justify
my job hopping and various frantic moves from one city, state and country to
another. How do I explain my itch to relocate, the drive to excel in a field,
pushing the limits and creating new environments to advance my job and life goals?
Frustrating situation when I am clear I could most likely do the job of the
woman that is barraging me with questions. Difficult to swallow accepting a
position that puts me back in the poverty level salary arena. I was
unfortunately uninformed regarding the job description as well as the hourly
rate over the phone yesterday. The interview setter-upper could have sent me to
their job posting on the site and I would have certainly declined the meeting.
However now I have some weighty ammunition to address my rambling around the
country from position to self-employment and back again, spreading my attention
to unfamiliar industries and exceeding my own expectations, let alone my supervisors,
stirring the pot and re-creating the wheel.
Got wind of
a friend’s client who is dying of mouth cancer at the ripe old age of 14. How
to accept the 5% success rate and move forward with a normal life when, within
a few years time, you will no longer be a part of the planet you have come to
know? She is an inspiration and reminds me just how insignificant my job hunt
and steering wheel banging frustration, the cost of gas and wasting my time and
energy on an unacceptable placement? I am inspired by the courage and
conviction of this young woman and the support of family and friends
surrounding her with love, promise of what little time she has left to make it
the best days, one at a time, that they can.
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