Defying Great Expectations
Today I passed up an opportunity to go to an interview at my dream job. It was something I have been thinking about for a few years now. Not really sure if I was up to the task because of my looks, weight, a rather introverted personality (and that job probably requires the opposites of the aforementioned), I was putting it off for years. But, when I saw a job advert last month, I jumped the gun and sent my CV, already envisioning myself perform daily duties, create empowering experiences and post inspirational and aesthetic content on social media. However, the reality crept in – as usual – a day before the event. I realised there is no way I can make it work (wordplay intended). They will not pay for my training (for which I would have to move for three weeks to a different city), I would have to commute every day for approximately 4 hours to work there (not having a car, mind you), it was an offer only for the temporary job, so after working for three months in October, I wo...
