(I apologize in advance for the rant, and sincerely thank anyone who can manage to read it) ^.^*
Hi everyone. I'd like to turn to the Dollieh Sanctuary community for, what will hopefully be, a confidence booster. Or maybe only a reality check and a nice way of telling me to move on. It's just that this made me pretty upset today, and I could use some feedback from people outside of my own family and co-worker group.
I'm two years out of college with a Masters that I'm never going to use because I found out way too late that I just don't handle a classroom very well. I spent about a year and a half working in a library, once I got out of school, and I absolutely loved it! But it didn't make much money. When an opportunity arose, I took a chance on a temporary position that came up in my local hospital. The job has been far from perfect--I've found that heavy phones and doctors screaming at you to make miracles happen really wear on my nerves and I've been constantly stressed out--but I find that I do enjoy making a difference in the lives of patients... even if it's only making sure that their x-ray ends up in the right place.
I think that health care is far from my dream field of work, and I really love to go back to school to get my Masters in Library Science (which I need money for and, thus, need to put that dream off for a while. But hey, I'm young). Despite that, I think that working in a hospital could at least feel rewarding for me while I work to pay off my college loan debt. Case in point, I think I could hang around that environment for a while and at least be able to tolerate it (though maybe not my present job which, as I said, stresses me out).
I'm also living at home right now, which stresses me out more since I left my boyfriend and all my friends up in Connecticut. I have a tough time meeting new people, so I've basically been living he life of a loner here on Long Island for the past two years--traveling up to CT every month or so for a nice weekend, but coming home feeling even more depressed than before. My family is beginning to wear on my nerves, and my sister is about to move home for college herself, which will make this house seem very, very small. So, whether for better or for worse, I've only been looking for jobs in CT in the hopes that that is where I'll be able to end up.
However, with one month left to go in my temp job, I've been searching for a job in CT for the past three months with absolutely no hits. That is until last Thursday. I got a call from a hospital in New Britain (near Hartford) and the woman said that she'd like to speak to me about a job I had applied for. I had applied only the previous day! I was elated, of course. But this woman had called me at 9:30am and I only got her message at 4 that same day. Of course, I immediately called back hoping to speak with her.
But she was interviewing another candidate at the moment. They took my name and phone number and told me she'd call back. I waited two hours, and got no call.
The next day, I tried calling again at around 9:30. Again, they said that she was in with another candidate and was very busy. They took my name and my number (I even gave them my work number this time), and said she'd call back. Which she didn't. Very, VERY eager to speak to her before the weekend, I tried back around 3:30 on Friday. The woman I got was, unfortunately, the same one I had spoken to that morning. She gave me the same speech and then mentioned a bit snippily that if she didn't hear from her that day, that I'd hear from her on Monday.
I didn't hear from her on Friday. I didn't call her on Monday, and didn't hear from her today, either.
I lost it. I get disheartened so easily and immediately take it out on myself. CLEARLY she got fed up with me because I called too many times. CLEARLY she could care less about interviewing me because I live out of state. CLEARLY, after all those other candidates she's be interviewing, she already found someone for the job. All I could do was come home and cry.
Of course when I relayed all this to my mom, she told me that I should be more persistent and try calling back and that even though she hasn't talked to me yet doesn't mean that the job is gone. But then, she's my mom and is she REALLY going to tell me that I should just let it go?
It sounded like an interesting job and it probably could have paid me enough to move out of my house and back to my core group of friends. I had already begun to visualize what the job would be like, what extra curriculars I'd finally have the time and funds to do (like yoga), and where I would live and what I would decorate my place like. But I think that I might have just set myself up for major disappointment. And that hurts a lot more than just hearing from this woman (who, actually rather rudely, hasn't even taken the time to talk to me when SHE was the one who asked me to call in the first place).
So, is it a lost cause? Is there still a chance? Have I messed everything up by calling too much? Or have I not called enough? And why doesn't visualization seem to be working in my favor this time around? (I'm a believer in tarot cards, and my last reading DID suggest that I would be getting a job soon!)
Anyway, if nothing else, I feel a little better after typing all this. Despite how lousy this whole situation is making me feel (adding insult to injury, over and over again) the world will march on, regardless. I guess I have no choice but to see what tomorrow brings.
Again, I apologize for the rant!