Have ye seen the length of y'ar labyrinth? Once it is spun, where does't ye travel?
Level ascension, mid-space suspension, or mega death....
The door was open, not sure if it is closed yet. My last interview felt a little like a bad date. You know the story; A highly impressive and gorgeous somebody gave a "nobody special" a chance because they felt sorry for them. "Nobody special" was excited about the prospect and the date that would never happen. "Nobody Special" tripped over her own feet the whole time, even got some judgmental looks from the popular crowd. Y'all remember how things were in high school? The square is set up, called a dog face and dropped like a bad habit without a response to their phone call.
That was the vibe of my last interview.
I can take rejection well. I know that some-where, there is a jock or equally as arrogant computer geek or would be doctor who may take me seriously one day. They wont require me to put-out on the first date and leave me hanging.
Now, the labyrinth of the post education life continues.
At the end of the maze there is another dimension. Where that dimension leads is up to the power one holds with-in. One can progress up-ward, downward to destruction, or one can remain suspended in time and space with no clear direction. The point also firstly however, is to survive the maze in the first place.
For other employment, I apply.
The job board scene may not be looking too hot for its main players. It appears that the boards with a purpose are usually the ones that will strike oil. So now we apply with a purpose.
This is what I do, now lets see if we can prove it!
Travel ON!!
Sincerely,
Limmie
