“Yes?” I replied, barely able to contain my excitement.
“While it was very nice meeting you, we decided to go with another candidate. It was a very hard decision, but she had just a little more experience. I'm sorry. I'd love to keep your resume in case we have something else open up, though,” she told me. I swallowed, and managed to croak out that I would appreciate that and thanks for her time.
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I had managed two rounds of interviews, met the board of directors for this company, got my hair cut for it all for goodness sake. All for nothing. I wish now that I hadn't even heard of the job, it was perfect hours, perfect location, more than perfect pay and for an organization that I would have truly loved working for. Now when I peek back at the classifieds the only things that are open seem to be greasy little holes in the wall who pay their administration hardly anything. I just sigh and wearily close my browser window. Don't really feel like looking now.
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An hour later I put James into one of Faith's dresses and it seemed to make the whole day better. So there's the upside! He's a very pretty boy and it went perfectly with his way-too-long curls. I, of course, took pictures.
4 comments:
Oooh, I have ALWAYS wanted to do that! Love the curls.
That rejection really sucks. *I* would definitely have chosen you. I hope something even more perfect comes along soon. Hang in there!
Hey, I'm another Jenny. I am in a somewhat similar boat--just got a crappily written rejection email Friday--and it so, so sucks. Something else will come along for you, and I hope it will be even better.
Thank you both! I am thinking "happy thoughts" and happy thoughts are anything that doesn't involve me standing outside and screaming at the top of my lungs. Ha!
I just love the end of this. Just love it.
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