We all sat down in Kate's (not her real name) office I was just as nervous as the 6 girls and 1 boy, about this interview the girl sitting next to me told me it was her first time and I reciprocated by telling her it was my first too - although she had just finished year 11 I on the other hand am 19 years old. The group chatted in a very forced manner although it wasn't awkward from what I can remember. Then we took the very much dreaded, by me anyway, Maths paper when she finally marked it and told me and the others to go out with her, I was heart broken and I am pretty sure the girl next to me must of heard a sting from my heart. By taking us out of the office it was clear that I hadn't got the job as my sister working for them had informed me the night before that if she takes you out, you didn't get it. We all escorted ourselves out and I can imagine the girls who did get through very excited and chirpy right now ringing everyone how they got the job.
My friend reacted with lots of annoying texts about how? what did you do wrong?, ETC. I was just upset and at the time she was only making it worse. This was the reason why I avoided telling my friends although I had to tell 3 - 2 for being a reference for it and 1 kindly printed off the assessment sheet as I don't have a printer (well I do have a printer it just choices to scan nothing than print important documents).
Dad was the first person I saw properly and his reaction was by far my favorite. growing older, me and my Dad have grown apart and we don't talk much. Anyway he told it was fine and that he had been turned down from around 6 jobs himself ! He reminded me to try again somewhere else. He then took me home and saw a fair opposite our house and immediately offered to take me, just me and him - me feeling sorry for my self just said no I did regret it immediately, to be fair I still do. He then said he's buy take-out since it was just past 10 am I turned down this offer too and went to my room whilst he left saying he'd be back.
Mum just said "You should've read the questions properly!" and was like "oh well just try else where" and that was the end of that.
My sister reacted with what went wrong ? "don't worry the people who passed go through an interview and don't necessarily get the job anyway" which defiantly made me feel a little better.
Mean while Dad got me a cake from the fair and gave it to me to how lovely of him! Honestly I thought over the years Dad stopped caring and to a certain extent he did stop showing he cared but after his little suggestions and cake I don't think we ever grew apart but our relationship matured and evolved to point where I don't need his reassurance anymore, I know he loves me. which makes me very happy and worry less about our 'deteriorating' relationship. Everyone else was just making remarks such as; "oh well", "try again" and "what did you do wrong" and Dad was focusing on how to make me feel better and smile.
The point is people fall and fly all the time, no persons fate is a single line. I fell and it gave my Dad a chance to fly in front of my own eyes and now I truly believe things happen for a reason, even the bad things. By failing this interview I saw my old Dad again.
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