A message of defiance

Lest week was a bad week. I was turned down for a total of 7 jobs in 5 days, and it did not feel good. One of them I was turned down for failing a test, one for not having "the right personality", but mostly because "There was no problem with you at all, there was just a better candidate". Not only is this the most frustrating sentence in the world, it doesn't actually help in the slightest. Why were they a better candidate? What can I do to be that better candidate and how long till I'm the best candidate left on the market?!?

So it turns out unemployment is really hard. Job hunting is totally soul destroying, and last week I fell into a bit of a slump. I basically spent two days on the sofa watching bad american TV, and I ate my body mass in ice cream. Luckily I have Joni and Beth to help me, and I have to admit if Beth and Ruby hadn't come down to visit last Thursday I think Joni would have come home to find me a drunken mess on the sofa.

I have to admit I have a new sympathy for the 'dole dossers' and rioters of last summer (never thought I would be saying that). When you have no hope of getting a job; when you discover that all that time and money you put into education is actually making it much harder for you to get a job; when you find 4 years of higher education later and you can't even get your old job back again; well, you begin to see how a person could take to the streets in anger.

But I will not let it beat me. This week I am up, I am bright eyed and ready for action. I have written my list of things to do this week, some of which are job hunt, but some of which are other things too. I have bought scales so I can focus on me, instead of the rest of the world.

I will get through this, with or without a job.