....landed with a gentle 'swoosh' as it hit the doormat, I knew what it was in it's pristine linen envelope the moment I saw it, my heart beat a little faster as I picked it up and placed it in front of me on the table.
I lit a cigarette and just looked at it lying there, teasing me to open it, daring me to look inside. I tried not to let my mind wander to the possibility that in the next few moments my life could change significantly. I picked it's tempting whiteness up, I put it down again. I lit another cigarette.
I scrutinised it once more from it's place on the table, I knew already what it said but I wanted to prolong the moment's anticipation and the last seconds of hope.
I took a deep breath and picked it up, dug my thumb into the fold of the envelope, tore it open and slowly removed and unfolded the piece of paper it contained........
"We are sorry but on this occasion you have been unsuccessful."
Bugger!
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8 Comments:
Move on to the next interview. Don't give up (easy for me to say - I have a job).
The White Van job was crap and they treated you like dirt - better to be rejected 100 times and get the right job than let White Van of Hell rule your life and send you to edge of insanity.
[hugs].
x
p.s. Sorry I've not been on your blog for ages - I have been programmering a lot and therefore gone a bit mad and forgot to check. Thank God for Twitter, eh?
Hang in there kiddo. I don't know if this is considered acceptable in the UK, but you might want to call the company and speak with someone in HR, or whoever interviewed you, and get a sense of why you were not hired. At the least you can find out if there was anything in your interview that can be improved upon. Feedback from them might be helpful the next time around.
BTW, I posted my meme from your tag.
They just don't know a good thing when they see one, Jane. Their loss! But Mr Nightime's suggestion is a good one.
See - Mr Nighttime said it. I said it. So - go and do it!!!
anonymouse jw
Aww. That's sad.
But, onwards and upwards.
I think phoning the HR dept for feedback is a good idea.
Good luck for the future.
Hey ho, it's their loss! Something better will turn up soon :-)
Yep! I've had a number of these letters over the years. Horrible. But in the end I got a job that was (genuinely) much much better than the ones I didn't get... Chin up.
Hey...cheers for the encouragement guys...all received and understood :o)
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