Well, it turns out that I was a little naive to think I actually had a chance to get that job I was telling you about in the last blog post. It turns out that getting a job after being a stay at home mum for the last 16 odd years is going to be a bit trickier than I expected. I think I thought because I got an interview – I had a chance! Well, I was very much mistaken.
I may have gotten an interview, but so did 1499 other people! I think a blanket email went out to everyone who applied for a job to turn up at the appropriate time. The line was never ending. To my complete embarrassment, channel 7 turned up to video us waiting in line. If you know me, you know how horrified I was at the thought that I could be on the news!
The interview process was nothing like I have ever been involved in before. We were divided into four groups of 20. With 1500 people going through the process, it was an all day affair for those doing the interviewing. Each group were interviewed by a panel of 3 interviewers.
The process of elimination was the game. None of us knew what they were looking for. It was a process of trying to do the tasks to the best of our ability hoping that we ‘performed’ in the correct way, to possibly get through to the next stage.
The first requirement was to introduce ourselves to the group, tell everyone our favourite movie, and say what our hobby was.
One of the interviewers put a crate of items in the middle of the room, and everyone was asked to take one, and then sell that item to the group. I thought this was going to the be the worst part of the process, but it wasn’t the worst was still to come.
The third thing we had to do was grab a partner, and then sell them as a good candidate for a job at this business. Let me just say that it was at this moment, I realised that this position had gone from possibly not, to definitely absolutely not going to happen. The girl who tried to sell me as a good candidate did the worst job I had ever heard. My heart sank, and then as a sat there waiting for this terrible experience to officially end, they announced the 6 beautiful looking young people with amazing accents (in my group there were 2 Irish people, A Canadian, An American, 2 New Zealanders). The rest of us were dismissed. The hum of chatter shared the crazy feelings of loss and displeasure at not being picked to stay back.
It’s funny how situations can make us feel a little blah. We have to pull ourselves together and stop the sulking. I would have loved to have gotten this job. It sounded like a lot of fun, there were some great benefits, but the best thing of all, is that it would have fitted around my parenting responsibilities and homeschooling.
It always takes time to get over a little rejection, so I found myself thinking about my missed opportunity today. It’s not fun to miss out on something you really want, but I also want to be in the will of God, so I have to concede and accept that this job didn’t have my name on it.
Then, as I was scrolling through my facebook feed, I came across this encouraging meme.
I have no idea who created it, but it’s too good not to share it!
There are so many people in this world who are late bloomers. I think I’m realising that I may be a late bloomer! I hope I don’t have to be in my 50’s or 60’s before I do anything over the top brilliant with my life….and with that I mean, outside of raising my family. My family is my greatest legacy, but I would like to offer something else to the world before I leave it one day in the very very very very distant future.
Mother Theresa once said, ‘Stay where you are, and find your own Calcutta’. I don’t believe we have to move to the other side of the world to make a difference in the world, but I do want to do something in my life that I am passionate about. When you are walking in the will of God, God doesn’t look at us and say “your too old, and no longer of use to me!”
I just have to find that thing I am passionate about doing! Have you found yours? I would love to hear from you as to what your passionate about?!!