Aug 12, 2008 22:00
I've never been very good at handling rejection. This summer seems to be nothing but rejection after rejection...
First, I had an interview in early June. They said I would hear back from them in 2-3 weeks. Well, turn that into 5-6, and I got an email saying I hadn't been chosen for the job.
Then I had a promising interview with another company. The guy I interviewed with really liked me, but it was up to the client whether or not I would be hired. I drive all the way out to Dulles for the interview, to find that there's been a miscommunication. I stand around BSing with the other candidate for almost an hour, then get told that after merely looking at my resume, the client doesn't want me.
And just today, I got turned down for a very promising teaching job down in Greenville, SC. Even though I'm hurt, I'm surprisingly ok with it...for several reasons.
1- Kids deserve the best teachers they can get. I obviously wasn't the best. I was still quite good, but someone else was better.
2- I know it was bothering Keith that I'd be moving 9 hours away from him. He was always very good about being nothing but supportive of me and my job search, and he wasn't making me feel guilty about anything. But I could just tell he was hurting.
3- It's probably for the best that I didn't get the job. It would have been ridiculously stressful to apartment hunt, AND start lesson planning with a text book I've barely glanced through...oh, and classes start on the 25th. Bit of a time crunch.
So now it's back to my plan of applying to grad school at Mary Washington, and getting a job at a Starbucks.
I really want to make something of myself. And hopefully use the degree I spent four years working to get.
And I still get to see Keith almost whenever I want, and most definitely on the weekends.
That's the best thing of all.