…through your ears.
It’s been…hard to write. I don’t know how it is for other people, but looking for work is like dating for me. I hate the process of dating, especially the first few dates, because…you don’t know. You don’t know what works, what doesn’t work, what thing that you think is normal and expected won’t end everything right there. And…you’re left hanging for hours, days, weeks…and wondering if you should try something else and what you did wrong…
And, job fairs are even worse. It’s like speed dating, but with more possibilities of things going wrong.
Yes, it’s been hard to get anything done that hasn’t been job-hunting or psychological/social survival.
At the very least, I’m probably up one Taco Bell meal in sales of Solist At Large, so that’s something. (And, waiting for the day that I can measure my sales in something a little more substantive than that.)
Hopefully happier news coming up. Fingers crossed.
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