When I woke up this morning I had an email, and it said that the Social Work job wasn’t taking me. It’s a form letter, which I’m not sure if makes it any better.
So….. yeah. I was hoping I’d be less dissappointed, but I don’t run the show there obviously. There are other counties with the same job, so it’s not even the end of the road on that job. I have decided I was overly honest, people don’t want truth, they want what they expect to hear.
I won’t be right back at it again until next week, at the earliest. I want to get a new interview outfit, and I need to be ready to go right into another interview. Frankly, it all happened a bit too fast this time around, I like time to mull over my intentions before performing, which is all interviewing is, a performance, a sales pitch.
Not feeling too great either, but that’s just part of the process. You don’t hit on pretty ladies if you aren’t ready to get shot down. Though in this case it’s an average looking lady who really should be grateful for the attention, but that’s me being bitter.
I detest the non specific nature of the rejection. What did I do wrong? I have to guess.