Bad News Leads To Good News

I got a jah-ahb...I got a jah-ahb...I got a jah-ahb!

Hooray for me! I got a job! A brand-spanking new job, too. Not some used-up old job that someone else had for maybe a year or two or ten. This, my friends, is a brand new position and has never been worked before by anyone else.

It's funny how life works. I've been looking for a full-time position since November and have sent out hundreds of resumes. No one even called me for an interview. I pulled all the strings I had and made endless phone calls to try and get the ball rolling. Nothing was working. Discouraged, I decided to sign up for the Covance medical study in May, figuring I could at least take advantage of some quick money.

As you all know from my earlier blog post, I did NOT get chosen for the study. Now I was doubly discouraged.

What you, dear reader, did not know was that immediately after I made my sad sack little blog post, I got on the phone and decided to make some job related follow-up calls. The first person I reached was a very nice lady named Wendy. We chatted about the job I had applied for while she pulled out my resume from the stack and decided to invite me in for an interview. Oh, YEAH!

A few days later I had my interview and a couple of weeks after that...I got THE CALL!

Except I wasn't home to get it live. So I heard the message on the answering machine asking me to call Wendy back. Of course, I played it over and over, trying desperately to read any nuance in her voice. Was she calling to offer me a job? Was she calling to tell me that she wanted me in for a second interview? Was she calling me to tell me that they had changed their minds on opening up the position? Aaarrrggghhhh! Fortunately, I had friends around me who said comforting things like, "Good news comes by phone. Bad news comes by e-mail."

So I called her back.

You know the rest of the story.

And it's all because I didn't get into the medical study. Go figure!