When I initially came across the posting for this job, I thought I had found a match made in heaven and immediately applied. A couple days later, I had a phone interview with a recruiter in California. The next day, they asked me if I could come in for an interview in their metro Detroit office. Everything was falling into place!
I thought I killed it during the interview, which lasted a total of just over three hours. I spent two hours with the person who would be my manager at the local office; a half hour with a higher-up HR person from California; and another half hour doing some job shadowing, so I'd know exactly what the position involved.
There's no way I could've done any better during the interview. I'm sure of that. When I walked out of that office, I was as confident as I had ever been about a prospective job. Finally, it seemed, things were starting to go my way. I felt like my three-plus years of being without a full-time job might soon be over.
And then the waiting began.
During the tail end of my interview, I was told they were going to try to make a decision about the job "by the middle or end of next week." When that time came and went, I started to worry. But I was assured in a response to a follow-up email I sent to the interviewers that they would definitely notify me one way or the other.
So I waited some more.
When I hadn't heard anything about the job by the end of the day this past Friday, anxiety started to set in. I thought about the job a lot over the weekend. Then Monday (yesterday) came and went without any word. Ugh.
That brought us to today. Tuesday. And for some reason, I had a feeling today would be the day I heard back.
And it was.
At 1:29 this afternoon, I saw this email from the dreaded "no-reply@[company name]" email address land in my inbox:
Unfortunately, we have decided not to proceed with your candidacy for the current opening at [company name].
We received many qualified applicants and have decided to move ahead with another candidate who we feel is a better match for this particular position.
Thanks again for your interest in [company name] and we wish you luck in your search.
[company name]I won't lie to you. I was devastated when I read that email. I felt like I had been kicked in the gut. Twice. I hadn't convinced myself that I was going to get the job, but I was cautiously optimistic. Especially since there were actually two of the same positions open. But I guess it wasn't meant to be.
I spent a good hour or so feeling sorry for myself earlier this afternoon, but since then I've decided this rejection was the company's loss--not mine. I know I would've kicked ass at the job. Who knows? Maybe they thought I was over-qualified. Or maybe they thought I was too old. (I'm pretty sure most of the people working for the company are young enough to be my kids.) Or maybe they had other reasons I haven't even thought of. Regardless, this is water under the bridge and I have to move on, even if it's not real easy to do so. No sense in crying over something I never even had, right?
Somewhere out there there's a job for me. I know it. The only question is whether or not I'll find it before my family ends up living in a cardboard box. (Relax, people. That's job-rejection humor.)
Thanks for letting me vent. Now, back to the online job postings! I'm going to try and turn this rejection into some sort of redirection. Whatever the hell that means.
"Rejection isn't failure. Failure is giving up. Everybody gets rejected. It's how you handle it that determines where you'll end up." --Richard Castle