I didn't get the job.
While I knew that was probably going to be the case, I was trying to remain positive.
[And we all know how I feel about optimism....]
They didn't even offer to keep my resume on file or promise to keep me in mind for future openings.
The email basically said:
Thanks, but no thanks. We hired someone more qualified than you. Good luck with your job search.
Again, I wasn't surprised, but I was still crushed.
I WANTED that job.
Despite my initial nervousness about working full-time again, I knew that I would be good at it.
Being able to get back into the writing world (even in such a small way) would have been...well, never mind.
More than WANT, this job was a NEED.
We needed this job.
We need a break.
We keep trying to make forward progress and it's always 1 step forward, 3 back...
We are chained to money...or lack thereof...
I feel like that's an all-too-familiar refrain in our lives.
You have my sympathies, if it is for you as well.
Sigh.....
Fuck.
Not eloquent or pretty, but all I can say....