Over the past few years I have become a little better at waiting. I remember birthdays and Christmases past when I would be so excited waiting for the moment that I would receive my presents that I just could not stand still. Then the wonder, joy and excitement at opening these packages. Waiting seemed to be rewarded with happiness and joy.
Waiting to hear if I have succeeded at interviews is a whole new experience in waiting. It’s a time when self-doubt and critique creeps into the darkest crevices of the mind and picks apart all the positive affirmation that has gone before.
Then the dreaded missive arrives and your finger hoovers over the button. All that waiting yet here you are pondering whether you should wait a few seconds more.
Then you open the notification and instantly you feel you know what the news is, without reading further than the salutation.
And what is that feeling that descends? Disappointment, let down, regret, frustration, failure, despondence, rejection. All these negative emotions wrapped up in a tiny missive and the result of a twenty or thirty minute interview.
A window of opportunity to sell yourself through the answers to someone else’s questions. It’s all very subjective. It’s important to remember that as you quickly press the delete button and hope the shame and disappointment disappears as quickly.
And you begin to wait…………for the next job advertisement that will bring you to the next job interview that will result in the next missive.