Monday, August 27, 2007
I spoke too soon
You know that saying "I spoke too soon?" Well, I did. About the job that is. The job I referred to in my last post was at the Jewish Preschool. I spent two hours a week ago Friday interviewing there, and I worked a "trial day" there last Wednesday to see if I liked it. After my 9-6 shift, the director brought me into her office and offered me the job. In fact, as I was sitting there talking to her, someone called about the position and she told them "I'm sorry. The position was just filled." She asked me to come back on Thursday and fill out the necessary paperwork so I could get on payroll. She also asked me if I could work on Thursday, but I couldn't, due to my obligation to watch Miss K. I never made it over there on Thursday to pick up the paperwork, so I called today to see if I could come by later and get it. It was at this point that I was told they had "reconsidered". She told me that a whole new slew of applicants had sent in resumes over the last four days and they wanted to "explore their options". She also told me I must have "misunderstood her" about offering me the job. I hate to be lied to. Hate it. There was no misunderstanding. She offered me the job, and for whatever reason changed her mind. I don't know why. I never will. I am so upset. I was so relieved to have finally found a job. People keep telling me that I shouldn't take this personally. I'm sorry. This feels very personal. One day I had the job, and the next day I didn't. The only thing I can think of that went wrong is that I mentioned to a co-worker that I had kidney disease. Stupid. I know that now. But it really doesn't affect my job. I'm not even sure how it came up, and it was only in passing. I tend to be a very honest person. It is hard for me to lie outright. So if so someone asks me a question about my health, I tend to answer honestly. I feel so defeated. And scared. I need to find a job in the next week. Miss K goes back to school, and then I won't be bringing home any income at all. It will be okay. I know that. I'll pick myself up and move on. I always do. I just wish everything didn't have to be so difficult.