Rejection sucks.
Here's another fact:
Not even getting to the point where you can be rejected sucks even more.
Here's yet another fact:
After living and breathing fact #1 and fact #2 for 4400 hours (or 6 months), then pretty much getting handed a job that you don't really want and rejecting it because you feel like you owe it to yourself to wait till the right job that you think you deserve comes along, sucks like you would not believe!
OK, thanks. Phew. All done. I feel better now. Just needed to get that out. Well and truly out. Out out out out out.
I am, in case you can't tell, still in the midst of the infamous, hideous, never-ending, slap-in-the-face-with-a-wet-rag-and-pretend-you're-still-smiling, job hunt. It's such fun. Such fun. Urgh. Almost as fun as my gastro on Sunday. It seems that my six Mandarin classes have not quite put me in the same ball park as the many local Asians I seem to be up against for the oh, I don't know, 60,000 jobs I have applied for. I can't for the life of me understand why.
That very part-time, very unpaid work I mentioned I was doing some time ago, seems to have fizzled which has led me straight back to the drawing board. And that job thingy I mentioned that was coming up this Thursday? Fell through. As I said, this job hunting thing? Such fun.
And trust me, I'm thinking laterally about my options. Should I go back to physio (which I really don't want to do), should I have a complete career change, should I teach English? I've even started speaking to a travel writing company to see if they'd take a risk on a kind of left field healthcare girl like me! Not looking promising at this point, but I will of course, keep you posted. If you've got any ideas, please, do send them my way.
Alas, the saga lives on. As does the perennial whinging to my dear husband. Poor sod. That's why I've written about it here today, because I really need to give him a break. He hears and feels the rejection just as much as I do, and on top of that, he feels the guilt for being the one that brought us here. But I have really turned a corner. I want to be here now. I love being here. And I'm so glad his job brought us here. I just desperately need to find a job, for myself. So I can be progressing, moving forward, with a purpose that I choose.
Now, because I am most certainly a cup half full person and want to focus on the good and positive things in life, and because I want to thank you all for listening to my whinge (of which I fear there's been a few lately) and to take us all on a journey where all our first world problems melt into nothingness, I have decided to move on for the day and end on this rather superb note. Enjoy. And trust me, you will.
I am, in case you can't tell, still in the midst of the infamous, hideous, never-ending, slap-in-the-face-with-a-wet-rag-and-pretend-you're-still-smiling, job hunt. It's such fun. Such fun. Urgh. Almost as fun as my gastro on Sunday. It seems that my six Mandarin classes have not quite put me in the same ball park as the many local Asians I seem to be up against for the oh, I don't know, 60,000 jobs I have applied for. I can't for the life of me understand why.
That very part-time, very unpaid work I mentioned I was doing some time ago, seems to have fizzled which has led me straight back to the drawing board. And that job thingy I mentioned that was coming up this Thursday? Fell through. As I said, this job hunting thing? Such fun.
And trust me, I'm thinking laterally about my options. Should I go back to physio (which I really don't want to do), should I have a complete career change, should I teach English? I've even started speaking to a travel writing company to see if they'd take a risk on a kind of left field healthcare girl like me! Not looking promising at this point, but I will of course, keep you posted. If you've got any ideas, please, do send them my way.
Alas, the saga lives on. As does the perennial whinging to my dear husband. Poor sod. That's why I've written about it here today, because I really need to give him a break. He hears and feels the rejection just as much as I do, and on top of that, he feels the guilt for being the one that brought us here. But I have really turned a corner. I want to be here now. I love being here. And I'm so glad his job brought us here. I just desperately need to find a job, for myself. So I can be progressing, moving forward, with a purpose that I choose.
Now, because I am most certainly a cup half full person and want to focus on the good and positive things in life, and because I want to thank you all for listening to my whinge (of which I fear there's been a few lately) and to take us all on a journey where all our first world problems melt into nothingness, I have decided to move on for the day and end on this rather superb note. Enjoy. And trust me, you will.
ps. Fancy throwing an unemployed Tai Tai a bone, and voting for me in this Australian blog competition? The button's over on the right of the screen! Thanks!
8 comments:
Hang in there, Tai Tai!
SSG xxx
Sydney Shop Girl blog
Once again agree with SSG (feel like I am stalking her around blogland today) - Hang in there.
Could you get a physio job and still keep looking for your dream job... Do they do physio locum type things in Hong Kong?
Liked the Aero ad, liked it a lot.
Take care
AFW
xx
Question is - What's Your dream job? What does it require? Often we dont have the skills that are asked for our dream job... so I'd recommend that, while you're in search for that job, do a course on something that will come handy when applying! No man can learn chinese in a month... so don't get stressed with that! HK is very competitive, the people I know there all work in finance...
What about being location independent? Whatever you do, don't give up on it, it will come! :)
oh, that sucks
i think I mentioned that I did the teaching english thing in korea...i really loved it - and that did lead to a few editing/writing gigs through the schools I worked in. The travel writing thing you mentioned sounds amazing so if that's the sort of work you want, keep pushing for it, I love reading your writing!
Gill xo
Hang in there! I have been in Hong Kong around the same time as you and can relate to a lot of what you say. I'm currently working in a part time gig till the end of July and then my "real" job search begins. As the ad said..it won't happen overnight but it will happen.
Voting. Done. xx
Put your Tour Guide Shingle up Bridget. Pick up well-heeled tourists from their Hotel who want a unique day out in HK , take them on a Bespoke tour including lunch at a fab place & charge them USD1,000. Put together a personalized goodie bag based on their special interests to give them at the end of the day & I bet they'll always remember what a fabulous day they had & word will spread like wildfire. An acquaintance is doing this in Hobart & can't keep up with the demand. Good luck!!!
Millie ^_^
I just came across your blog recently!I love it and I totally relate to this post. I'm stuck in the same place as you , trying to figure out what I want to do. I'm going for a whole career change..I think it can be exciting. Maybe you should write as a career I think you express yourself brilliantly!Your blog is great!
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