I have never had a terrible interview but I haven't been hired often either, actually I have not had interviews that exceed the palm of my hand.
I also laugh at the many years I have worked but I still don't master anything. I hate how my experience amounts to nothing on every application I send, it hurts a little that I am replaceable and easy to forget.
Honestly though, I cry at how stupid I seem on paper, at how easy to delete my resume is and how easy to drop my call is. It makes it difficult to wake up and try again. It puts a person in a space of being tired to live but also wanting to survive.
I wholeheartedly agree that my experience is inferior and my qualifications don't make me special. I agree that nothing sets me apart, that it's easy to find someone like me, that I am easy to overlook and my existance doesn't make any difference, honestly, I see why it's easy to refer to me as number 318 on row 2 seat 12.
No, I have no external pressure. I am not looking at anyone else's success, 'am not feeling like time is running out more than it already has, I am not stressed, I am just feeling like I am asking "what is going on" a lot. I often wonder what am I paying attention to when God speaks. I've missed so many instructions of my destination that I get lost ever so often.
Legale, 'am just writing to comfort myself.
My Postgrad year was 2013, the toughest year of my life academically, financially and spiritually.
I've never been unable to cope with school pressure in my whole 3 years as an undergrad like I did in my postgrad. Honours felt like 3 years of schooling in one year.
Financially; though the university was paying for my Honours year fees, I had to pay for my own accommodation, the most expensive thing in Joburg for students.
Spiritually; I no longer lived with my group of cool, warm hearted, smart people which I lodged with for 2 to 3 years and we used to have cell together, which really pulled me through my 3 years at varsity.
During 2013 I knew I wanted to move to Pretoria for my SANDF grad program, which I applied so many times for as an undergrad but never got a single response back.
So the end of my postgrad year I applied for an internship and a job. Around end October beginning of November I went to the first round of the internship and got called in for the second round, I felt very confident after those two rounds. Then in December the job I had applied for in October called me in for an interview. I went and had to do a tough assessment online afterwards.
Now, festive was in full mode, no workplace was giving responses so I had to wait for January. I prayed and prayed for both roles and let God pick me for the one He saw me better suited for.
Towards the end of Jan I got an email from the internship place and they told me that I was unsuccessful for their program. The crazy thing is that later that very same day I got a call that I was successful for the job and training was starting on the 03rd of February 2014. And the job was in Pretoria though we got interviewed and did our training in Joburg.
The move of God is apparent and to think that I had never worked anywhere else before that place is amazing because I ended up staying for many years than I anticipated I would and got blessed in mega ways that deserve to be told as their own testimonies.
Be encouraged and remain hopeful in whatever you are trusting God for because he is faithful and His promises come through and His plans for each of us never get derailed.
Amen 🙏🏽
