Sometimes the door opens again, if only a crack
Tuesday, March 30th, 2004 07:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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So, last night Z said that the position I applied for had closed. I looked on the website and it was true. Cue massive tears to the point of not being able to breathe properly just before bed time, resulting in less sleep than is good, and then anxiety because my car rego is due in less than a month and I'm really feeling the squeeze of no money. Eventually calm down after about 2 or 3 hours and decided that I'll apply for whatever shit job I have to today, and then blow my nose until I can breathe lying down and go to sleep.
So, this morning I went through the anxiety, fear and depression of looking for work and calling some up. No luck whatsoever. I called my mother regarding something she had said ages ago, and she prattled, yet again, the story of a person we both know. The person missed out on a job, but asked the company if they had anything on a part-time casual basis. Two weeks later, the guy the company had hired turned out to be crap, and the person we know got the job.
So, I thought "what the hell, Mum doesn't need to know I ever did this" (I don't really want to invite more stories to be told again and again to me) and wrote this email:
Good afternoon
Last night I learnt the position at [place!] had been filled. While
disappointed on not receiving the job offer, I wish well to the lucky
person who did.
The reason I am writing this email is to find out if you have any other
work available. I would still love to be a part of your company, whether
employed fulltime or on a casual basis for a few hours a week. Please
contact me if this is at all viable.
Yours Sincerely
Helen Murray
Yeah, I wanted the job that badly, and I also need the money that badly.
The joy? Tonight when checking my email I found this:
Dear Helen,
I may still consider interviewing you for a position. Not immediately, but
soon I hope.
---
Shaw Goh
Manager
Whoo! It may or may not happen still, but there's a chance. Now if only I could shake this drained feeling I've had all day from crying so much last night. The headache for the same reason could be nice and go away too, if it really wanted to make me happier.
So, this morning I went through the anxiety, fear and depression of looking for work and calling some up. No luck whatsoever. I called my mother regarding something she had said ages ago, and she prattled, yet again, the story of a person we both know. The person missed out on a job, but asked the company if they had anything on a part-time casual basis. Two weeks later, the guy the company had hired turned out to be crap, and the person we know got the job.
So, I thought "what the hell, Mum doesn't need to know I ever did this" (I don't really want to invite more stories to be told again and again to me) and wrote this email:
Good afternoon
Last night I learnt the position at [place!] had been filled. While
disappointed on not receiving the job offer, I wish well to the lucky
person who did.
The reason I am writing this email is to find out if you have any other
work available. I would still love to be a part of your company, whether
employed fulltime or on a casual basis for a few hours a week. Please
contact me if this is at all viable.
Yours Sincerely
Helen Murray
Yeah, I wanted the job that badly, and I also need the money that badly.
The joy? Tonight when checking my email I found this:
Dear Helen,
I may still consider interviewing you for a position. Not immediately, but
soon I hope.
---
Shaw Goh
Manager
Whoo! It may or may not happen still, but there's a chance. Now if only I could shake this drained feeling I've had all day from crying so much last night. The headache for the same reason could be nice and go away too, if it really wanted to make me happier.
