Guess I'll have to change the name of the blog...
So today, after a weekend of tearing my hair out and convincing myself that I hadn't been successful in the interviews the previous Friday, I finally heard back from them.
To recap, on Friday I had two job interviews for 4 positions in Trinity College Libraries. Firstly it was an incredible honor to be selected for these interviews, and secondly, to me, this seemed like the make or break it opportunity. A kind of a one shot chance. My feelings were, if I wasn't successful in the interviews, then Canada would definitely become a reality.
The interviews went well. Actually they went bloody fantastic. Each interview consisted of a panel of 3 people. All 6 interviewers were ridiculously nice. I had been quite daunted by the fact that I had never been interviewed by that many people before. The maximum number had been 2. But 3, I mean where do you look? You kind of always, ultimately phase out one person, so that was quite tricky.
Anyway, they went ridiculously well. But doubt starts to creep into your mind. Maybe I shouldn't have told my family they went so well, maybe I shouldn't have been so optimistic. All these thoughts that slowly rot away your brain, until you become a shell of a creature on Tuesday morning.
Tuesday morning {today} came and went. Nothing. Checked emails every 5-10 seconds. Made sure phone had enough juice and signal. Nothing. Nada. Not even a text message. Then finally at around 3pm it came.
The Call.
Your heart sinks a little bit initially. You've spent the entire day waiting for this moment. And in this moment, there can only be one of two things. Extreme euphoric feelings or the cruel cruel taste of disappointment.
I've had my fair share of disappointment. Usually it comes in the shape of an email, you all know it, "I'm sorry but on this occasion you have not been successful." You grumble to yourself, maybe kick the desk, muttering "I didn't even want the stupid position". But secretly you're gutted. You'd already spent the salary in your head.
But today. Today was one of the days, that don't happen too often. Especially it seem's for me. Today I was successful. They had chosen me! I was offered the position of 'Temporary Part-Time Library Assistant'. A position in a Health Sciences Library that I had had experience in. For the next 41 weeks, that position is all mine.
Fate. Yeah I believe in it. All those positions that I got rejected from, it was all to build up to this moment. It happens to everyone at sometime or another. We all eventually get there.
So keep the faith. Hold the head up high. Even if it's rejection letter after rejection letter. We all get there. Sometimes it takes a bit longer. Sometimes, there are those people who just seem to land on their feet, time after time. It's just the luck of the draw.
I'll post my cover letter, that helped me secure the interview. It might provide some insight for future positions.
Now how to change the blog title....
To recap, on Friday I had two job interviews for 4 positions in Trinity College Libraries. Firstly it was an incredible honor to be selected for these interviews, and secondly, to me, this seemed like the make or break it opportunity. A kind of a one shot chance. My feelings were, if I wasn't successful in the interviews, then Canada would definitely become a reality.
The interviews went well. Actually they went bloody fantastic. Each interview consisted of a panel of 3 people. All 6 interviewers were ridiculously nice. I had been quite daunted by the fact that I had never been interviewed by that many people before. The maximum number had been 2. But 3, I mean where do you look? You kind of always, ultimately phase out one person, so that was quite tricky.
Anyway, they went ridiculously well. But doubt starts to creep into your mind. Maybe I shouldn't have told my family they went so well, maybe I shouldn't have been so optimistic. All these thoughts that slowly rot away your brain, until you become a shell of a creature on Tuesday morning.
Tuesday morning {today} came and went. Nothing. Checked emails every 5-10 seconds. Made sure phone had enough juice and signal. Nothing. Nada. Not even a text message. Then finally at around 3pm it came.
The Call.
Your heart sinks a little bit initially. You've spent the entire day waiting for this moment. And in this moment, there can only be one of two things. Extreme euphoric feelings or the cruel cruel taste of disappointment.
I've had my fair share of disappointment. Usually it comes in the shape of an email, you all know it, "I'm sorry but on this occasion you have not been successful." You grumble to yourself, maybe kick the desk, muttering "I didn't even want the stupid position". But secretly you're gutted. You'd already spent the salary in your head.
But today. Today was one of the days, that don't happen too often. Especially it seem's for me. Today I was successful. They had chosen me! I was offered the position of 'Temporary Part-Time Library Assistant'. A position in a Health Sciences Library that I had had experience in. For the next 41 weeks, that position is all mine.
Fate. Yeah I believe in it. All those positions that I got rejected from, it was all to build up to this moment. It happens to everyone at sometime or another. We all eventually get there.
So keep the faith. Hold the head up high. Even if it's rejection letter after rejection letter. We all get there. Sometimes it takes a bit longer. Sometimes, there are those people who just seem to land on their feet, time after time. It's just the luck of the draw.
I'll post my cover letter, that helped me secure the interview. It might provide some insight for future positions.
Now how to change the blog title....
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