Being a Grown Up.
Remember when you were seven? You'd go shopping with your parents and see a toy you REALLY wanted and ask them if you could have it? Usually the answer was NO. Depending on your mood and how cranky you were, you might simply sulk about it, tell your parents they're stupid or that you hate them, or if you're having a bad day, you may even go into hysteria crying and screaming that you want that toy. (Note: I was never said brat but I've witnessed my fair share of the screaming and pounding on the ground).
Well, I find the job search to be somewhat similar. I recently found a job I got so excited about, I had to have it. Had to. It was at an amazing institution, in a great city where I already had connections, and within the functional area I was most passionate about. Even the title was great. So I eagerly applied for the position and felt that I actually had a shot at this position. The position was set to close at the end of the month so I let go and let God and hoped to hear from this university. Well, today I heard from them. Only it wasn't as positive as I had hoped. Though the email was the most respectful, thoughtful, and well-intentioned rejection, the employer informed me my graduation date didn't fit within their time period and unfortunately, I would not be considered for the position.
My heart sank. But I couldn't write back and say I HATE YOU or YOU'RE STUPID or even engage in a fit of hysteria. Instead, I wrote back thanking them for taking the time to write me and wished them well in their search. I guess that's what being a grown up is all about. Recognizing you don't always get what you want (no matter how badly you want it) and that things won't always go your way. Making a scene surely won't help out your cause and all you can do is moveon.org. But I'm still entitled to sulk a little.
Cheers.
Well, I find the job search to be somewhat similar. I recently found a job I got so excited about, I had to have it. Had to. It was at an amazing institution, in a great city where I already had connections, and within the functional area I was most passionate about. Even the title was great. So I eagerly applied for the position and felt that I actually had a shot at this position. The position was set to close at the end of the month so I let go and let God and hoped to hear from this university. Well, today I heard from them. Only it wasn't as positive as I had hoped. Though the email was the most respectful, thoughtful, and well-intentioned rejection, the employer informed me my graduation date didn't fit within their time period and unfortunately, I would not be considered for the position.
My heart sank. But I couldn't write back and say I HATE YOU or YOU'RE STUPID or even engage in a fit of hysteria. Instead, I wrote back thanking them for taking the time to write me and wished them well in their search. I guess that's what being a grown up is all about. Recognizing you don't always get what you want (no matter how badly you want it) and that things won't always go your way. Making a scene surely won't help out your cause and all you can do is moveon.org. But I'm still entitled to sulk a little.
Cheers.
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