Is a summer day, so hot, I feel the asphalt melting under my heels. Is the 7th interview this week. Every interview call is a sip of water in the desert, but there is no final call announcing me that I am hired...Even if is just 10 am the bus is already feeling like a sauna. People seem to know what they are doing, they seem to have a purpose for being there. But I feel like just wasting time... but I have nothing better to do then to look for a job, an internship, anything that can ensure the payment for rent and food. I found a free chair and I take it, I focus better sitting then standing. I just take a sit and the cell starts calling. I am thinking might be a job opportunity, I just applied for a marketing internship that seems like a dream come true, get paid to do what you want:). I answer and is the HR for the interview that I was heading towards telling me that the manager shall not be in today and informing me that she will have to reschedule the following days. I answer politely using a cordial speech telling her is nothing and that we shall have the interview the following days, even if my mind goes crazy, I know this type of calls, there shall be no interview.
I feel upset and frustrated and there sitting in the bus chair I feel so small and powerless. What should I do next? Should I go home, have a walk in the park, read the newspaper... I decide to sit on the chair and wait until the bus stops and then get out. I am looking out of the window envying every person that seems to have a job. Is like they have a label, they have a fix look that seems to follow a purpose, yeah they certainly know what they are doing, their time is precious not like mine...
This is the way I spent, better like wasted 2 mouths part of my summer Holiday. At the end of August, I was broke: had no money to pay for rent, I couldn't afford to pay my cell phone bill and I barely had money for food.
Still going on interview, but I think they already smell my desperation... and I get no results. No job yet and the bills continue to arrive.
I feel upset and frustrated and there sitting in the bus chair I feel so small and powerless. What should I do next? Should I go home, have a walk in the park, read the newspaper... I decide to sit on the chair and wait until the bus stops and then get out. I am looking out of the window envying every person that seems to have a job. Is like they have a label, they have a fix look that seems to follow a purpose, yeah they certainly know what they are doing, their time is precious not like mine...
This is the way I spent, better like wasted 2 mouths part of my summer Holiday. At the end of August, I was broke: had no money to pay for rent, I couldn't afford to pay my cell phone bill and I barely had money for food.
Still going on interview, but I think they already smell my desperation... and I get no results. No job yet and the bills continue to arrive.
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