I woke up this morning with a message from my best friend on top of all the messages in my inbox. She was asking if she can forward my resume for a job posting in the company that she is working for. I replied positively yet with a clear void of excitement. It hit me that this would possibly be my nth time to be interviewed for that company. Do I want another one? How many rejections do I need to convince myself that it’s not really meant to be.
After a few more exchange of messages with my best friend, I can’t help but scream out loud in the confines of my dark cold room,
“how many punches do you need to take before you throw the white flag.”
Hearing how crisp and piercing each word lingered in the room, I realized I may not only be talking about the job or the company anymore.
There are times when you give it more and there are times that you just give up. And now, I may be on the verge of giving up, not only for that seemingly elusive placement in that company but also for that, yeah, that-thing-that-must-not-be-named.
After writing this, I heard my phone ring and saw a very familiar name flashing on the screen of my phone. Before answering the phone I thought to myself, “... maybe not just yet.”