For starters an old joke:
Consul : What is your name?
Arab : Abdul Aziz
Arab : Six to ten times a week
Consul: I mean, male or female?
Arab : Both M ale and female sometimes camels
Consul: Holy cow!
Arab : Yes, cows and dogs too
Consul: Man,……… isn’ t it hostile?
Arab :Horse style, dog style, any style
Consul: Oh dear!
Arab : No no, no deer they run too fast.
Then a quote:
‘ <…> Beginnings are scary, endings are usually sad, but it’s
the middle that counts the most. Try to remember that when you find
yourself at a new beginning. Just give hope a chance to float up. And it
will, too…’ (Hope Floats, 1998)
I find myself today somewhere between a scary beginning that might be
and a certain level of being lost in translation while out there
looking for THE Job. How is it going then? Relatively well since I’m
still on track and still hopeful, though numbers in my bank account
might not agree to that at all. So on the one hand I’m still looking for
something to really catch my eye, where I would get this vibe of ‘I
WANT to work here’ and all. But on the other hand, I’d like to get THE
job already and like NOW or I just might end up shooting myself with a
door handle, that’s how bored I’m getting with having too much spare
time. Oh, I now hear voices of some of my friends asking me why wouldn’t
I just start something of my own rather than look for yet another
employment. Well, while self employment is certainly an option for many
and many people out there, I just don’t want that for myself, not now,
and possibly not ever. So that’s why I keep on browsing job ads and
sending out my CVs. Until I do, I have loads of time to waste, many ads
to read and reply to, and then an interview here and there to attend to.
It now feels good that after all that pre-holiday and post-holiday
dead calm there’s plenty of activity in the job market, and after more
than a month of complete silence things are, at least theoretically,
starting to look good. Fingers crossed that I’ll get my 8 to 5 in no
time at all. Wish it was one of the two options I’ve interviewed for
recently. If not, then moving on to other possible right ones for me. My
‘magnifying glass’ all set and tweaked to spot all the clues for the
right position I’m still in the wild hunting :)
Since this is like the second break in my career, I can dully note
that sometimes when working 8 to 5 I get to the point that I just dream
to have lots and lots of vacation days and spare time on my hands to
waste, to read some book, to visit some museums or something else you
want to do but never actually do. But when you actually end up having
loads of time, it might not be all that fun at all. Oh, the first month
is great I’ll give you that. It’s like a perfect vacation with ideas for
what should I do next just bubbling inside and all, but sometime into
the second or third month this honeymoon is suddenly over. Cinema,
museums, reading, exercising, etc., etc. are still on, but the joy is
all gone, and I start to long for doing some work instead of this
‘party’ thing. Money, though not yet under water in that area, is also
becoming an issue. Once you’re short of regular income, here comes the
dreaded ‘Do I really NEED to buy this?’ instead of sometimes so pleasant
impulse shopping, partying, etc.