Mar 5, 2009 0
Sigh…just got an email in regards to a job I applied to. They said:
Due to budgetary conditions, we are putting the position you applied for on hold.
Ah…economy.
The kinda scary thing is this is a government position. Well, one of those places run by a company under the aegis of the government. Still, guess I thought that this place wouldn’t get hit…
…I was wrong.
Feb 19, 2009 0
So. Got rejected for two jobs in the last couple weeks. Feelin’ good.
First up, there was AAAS. I had previously blogged about how one day I saw in their system that I was “Not Selected” and then reclassified as “Eligible”. I contacted them about this and they said “Oh, just a mistake.” Well, turns out, even if they say that was a mistake…not a mistake. It was a longshot, I know, which is probably why it doesn’t sting too bad. Plus, well, I already went through my five stages of grief with that one a while back.
However, I was also rejected today by Boston University. This one does kinda hurt. Not too much since it’s been about 3 months since I interviewed. Not a good sign, uno. And about a month since I contacted them to see what was going on. Not a good sign, deux. So, yeah, it was expected.
The sting comes from the fact that I was pretty damn perfect for this job. Maybe I was overqualified, I don’t know…that depends on seeing who actually got the job. It was for a Manager of Computation Resources for the Chemistry Department. I’m a chemist whose used chemical computing for 10 years. I’ve also spent most of that time administering my own workstations, worked on clusters, &c., &c.
So, I guess what’s in my mind is that I couldn’t even land a job I was pretty much made for. What does that say about my future chances for a job?
Sigh.
Ah well, another day, another rejection, another application.
Round and round we go…
Jan 20, 2009 5
Trying to find the bright side of rejection…
I suppose if I *had* gotten that fellowship, I’d have been working at the State Department. Working at State means wearing a suit.
Fun fact: one of my few goals in life is to never have to wear a suit every day to work. I truly think I would be happiest not in a suit. Seeing my father change out of his suit about 3 milliseconds after he got home drove the fact that suits might not be super-comfortable.
