The phone call came today. Oh gosh. I was ready to ask
questions but when the time came. I was numb. I kind of froze and then I was
given the news. Of course I was expecting it, I was not successful with the job
interview. I did manage in the end to get some words out, though I’m sure they
didn’t come across as eloquently as one hoped.
I asked where I went wrong. He said I didn’t go wrong in
fact I came across as the most passionate person for the role but at the end of
the day, it was a case of experience. He said a catch 22 situation. To get a
job you need experience. To get experience you need a job and there were a few
others that had dealt in management roles before and where I lacked was facts and
figures around business. I forgot to ask how many points I got out of the fifty
but not sure he would be allowed to tell me that? Dam, I wonder if my Husband
will let me in on that one? Haha. I bet he won’t? I will ask him tonight.
He said that I came across as very calm during the
interview. I was, surprisingly calm. Not when I came out mind you? I was
shaking like the chains on a ghost. He said at the end of the day I came up
against a few very strong candidates. I did get the feeling though that I did
OK he said it was a very good interview and I had some incredibly strong
points. He also suggested that perhaps I should have a word with the office to
try to get more involved in something he felt I would be more suitable at and
that was campaigning and fund raising and if I volunteered in such matters, he felt
that doors perhaps would open for me there in the future. Em. No, sadly I’m
rubbish at begging and trying to subtract money out of people. As for the
campaigning, perhaps I will look into it because he did say I would be involved
with talking to councillors, trying to persuade them to do whatever we are in
need of. Well, that was part of the role I thought that I was already applying
for? I do wonder if I should perhaps forget about this organisation and look at
another, though my passion is with those who have no sight or who are losing
it. My dream job apart from being an author and a teacher, haha, would be
working in hospitals talking with people who have just been newly diagnosed. I
feel my heart would be open to those people whereas now sadly people get given
paperwork and numbers to call, which is all very well but I feel that should be
the second stage, after the help that should be there for those who are in
shock, some would say suffering from grief.
I hope I have not let you all down? I have received so many
emails messages about those of you who wouldn’t dare even think about applying
for a job and now have the courage as you know what I’m like? I hope this still
is the case, yes, it is so difficult to get a job especially if you can’t see,
but more so if you have never worked and if you have never worked, no one will
employ you. So that vicious circle. Round and round we go. I know I’m exhausted
by it all. It has caused a few words in our household as my darling man is the boss
there and I didn’t expect him to help me that would be so wrong in so many
ways, but when it came to things like asking him for his help to know what a
motion was? And he did seem to try to get me not to apply, is that because he
doesn’t want his wife working for him? I put this to him and he said bless him,
he was proud of me and would love me to work in his office, but couldn’t seem
to be seen to be involved in any way. Well I did learn last night that there is
one person who has had words about this situation and he is very hurt by it, I
must say as am I. Hub is very honest too honest I would say in work matters.
But I have had such a lot of kind words from some of the staff in the office
and the day of the interview well wishes and kind hearts were open and sent my
way. That I will never forget.
I was pleased that I got a job interview I think there were
over twenty people who applied and I was one of between seven and nine people
roughly who got an interview, something I never even expected. Apparently that
was because of my application form and the cover letter I wrote with it. So not
a total failure, just a semi one. Haha.
For anyone out there who is young, please try to work don’t
be like me? I failed because of awful circumstances. I don’t wish that for you.
Try volunteering and hopefully that will open doors for you. For those my age,
not quite ready for your pension, come on, there is still good in the old dog
yet? X
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