Well... my deadline for finding a job and getting out of my family home has passed. I have been 22 for a week now, feels like a few days but having spent the weekend with my boyfriend time flew by so its now a week later. And never failing to make an appearance, my hormones have arrived. I've been starting to notice a pattern in my blogging, generally the pattern follows that of my own female cycle... for a couple of weeks a month I'm content, certainly not happy, but content with my life as it is... but then a surge of oestrogen changes my outlook.
So... today I was supposed to have an interview. Nothing special, just a local telesales job, but then last night I had a phonecall from the lovely Richard, first agency worker who actually seems to care about getting me a job, and he said it was bad news... My brother was the one who told me about the job having started last Monday so I was pretty optimistic because my brother is just as unlucky with jobs as I am. But apparently this company don't employ people from the same family. I got a bit teary, so I don't have ambitions of becoming a telesales executive for life, doesn't mean yet more rejection doesn't hurt. I eventually decided that its there loss, if they want local gobby idiots rather than a university educated girl just because she has a brother there then its there loss, and they don't sound like particularly nice people to work for anyway. Unrelated to my disappointment, my brother also resigned that day; potentially opening the door for me again but being the sister of the boy that quit after 7 days probably wouldn't look too great.
Now 22 years and 1 week old I still feel no closer to being grown up than I did before... when will my chance come? Its hard to stay positive and motivated when nothing positive seems to come but even though this economic downturn is probably not helping my jobsearch, it does help make me feel better... I'm not the only one, as far as I know only 3 people from my course have a job and one of my best friends may be forced to move back home to El Salvador if nothing comes up for her soon. I suppose things can only get better... I just wish these better things would hurry up! For now all I can do is keep my fingers crossed and do all I can do to improve my skills in my own time...
And take lots of evening primrose oil to keep the oestrogen under control of course!
