Excuse me while I whine a little…
Do you ever worry that you made the wrong decision?
3 years ago, I left the job field I was in to pursue a different area. The new area allowed me to be close to family, but in a small town. I accepted a job that paid a significant amount less than what I had been making figuring after a year or 2 I could find something else, or at the very least, my raises would add up and get me back where I was.
The thing is, I live in a small town. Jobs are hard to come by. And not only that, but now I have been out of my previous area for 3 years. Leaving me unqualified.
I recently had a promising job interview. I lost sleep over it. I prepared, writing down numerous situations to hopefully be ready to answer questions. I took time off work so I could go home and get ready for the interview. When I was called for the 2nd phone interview, the first question caught me off guard. I hadn’t prepared for it. I fumbled my way through it.
It was frustrating. I use to interview people for a job, and could ace any job interview. But I haven’t done that in 3 years.
She asked the next question. I felt panic again. Then she said, “ok, last question.” Last question? I was finally starting to feel the nerves go away. I finally was feeling like I could answer how she wanted me to. The third question was a scenario I had written in my notes. Then the interview was over.
I hung up the phone and cried. I felt like I had officially blown my one shot at getting a job in the field I want to be in. And not only that, but I would finally be making what my salary was 5 years ago. I would finally be able to not panic between paychecks and not wonder how I was going to pay daycare this month.
And because this job meant so much to me…not just a new job, but a new life…I had panicked and blown the chance.
Today I received the email that I was no longer being considered for the position. I knew it was coming, but part of me was still hoping. Three questions. That was it. I managed to blow it in 3 small questions.
I looked back at our local job boards today and there was nothing posted, once again. I entered in a new search today with “Des Moines” as the city and was greeted with numerous opportunities. The place I left to start fresh. It is so frustrating to know that I could move there and easily make a significant amount of more money. At what point do I realize that in order to be successful, I might have to move?