I almost forgot to mention...While searching for full time employment I decided to take a part time job as a Guard at Buckingham Palace. It suits me quite well, don't you think? :)Sunday 22 November 2009
Just a small testament to London Life....(haha)
I almost forgot to mention...While searching for full time employment I decided to take a part time job as a Guard at Buckingham Palace. It suits me quite well, don't you think? :)
Saturday 21 November 2009
One door closes and another one opens...
I just realized it has been some time since I have written a proper entry. Forgive my previous rant; I realize it is a bit out of place in this blog. It just happened to touch a nerve at the very core of me and it couldn't go overlooked.
Life here in the last few weeks has treated me well. I have been lucky enough to have recieved 4 interview invites in the last week and a half! Finally! I had the first of them on Friday and well...it wasn't all that great. In fact, it felt like I totally bombed it. The enviornment was very tense and the people I met with were not the most pleasant bunch. They asked me questions and gave me scenarios, mostly regarding legislation. This made little sense to me, as it no way reviews my clinical ability. Sure, they asked me questions about my skills, but intertwined in each there seemed to be a thorough investigation of my policy knowledge taking place. I can learn multiple policies through simple rote memorization in a matter of days and know them like the back of my hand. It just seems silly they would base so much of their decision on what I consider to be peripheral issues to the actual role of the job.
It was the first time ever in an interview that I had to say "I don't know". I felt my soul screaming. You wanna talk about every ounce of confidence being stripped from your senses...man oh man. Inevitably, I fell into a deep pit of perpetuating despair for the next hour on my journey back home. I came home to a very happy Shari who had a little extra bounce to her. No, I mean she was literally bouncing...up and down...like a kangaroo. She had just causefor such enthusiasm because while I was gone, she pulled my fourth interview invite out of the mailbox! And this job may just be the Holy Grail of dream jobs. It is as a school social worker, a position I hold near and dear to my heart. The interview is this coming Wednesday, which also happens to be Shari's birthday! That must be some sort of good luck sign right? Fingers crossed!
The job search has really consumed my life in the last few weeks. There are some minor things riding on it like paying rent and not being deported because I don't have permission to live in this country. Ya know, just little things like that. I have ventured out a time or two recently and have met some more people. With every day that passes, I see myself acclimating to this new culture, new place, new life. It feels more and more like home every day. That is a good thing I suppose since I am going to be here for a while. I have, in recent weeks, decided to go back to school here and get my doctorate. With only three more years to go it seems a bit crazy not to. And besides...Dr. Polowitzer has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?
So for all who read this, send some good thoughts my way so I can finally have a job and some normalcy back in my life!
Life here in the last few weeks has treated me well. I have been lucky enough to have recieved 4 interview invites in the last week and a half! Finally! I had the first of them on Friday and well...it wasn't all that great. In fact, it felt like I totally bombed it. The enviornment was very tense and the people I met with were not the most pleasant bunch. They asked me questions and gave me scenarios, mostly regarding legislation. This made little sense to me, as it no way reviews my clinical ability. Sure, they asked me questions about my skills, but intertwined in each there seemed to be a thorough investigation of my policy knowledge taking place. I can learn multiple policies through simple rote memorization in a matter of days and know them like the back of my hand. It just seems silly they would base so much of their decision on what I consider to be peripheral issues to the actual role of the job.
It was the first time ever in an interview that I had to say "I don't know". I felt my soul screaming. You wanna talk about every ounce of confidence being stripped from your senses...man oh man. Inevitably, I fell into a deep pit of perpetuating despair for the next hour on my journey back home. I came home to a very happy Shari who had a little extra bounce to her. No, I mean she was literally bouncing...up and down...like a kangaroo. She had just causefor such enthusiasm because while I was gone, she pulled my fourth interview invite out of the mailbox! And this job may just be the Holy Grail of dream jobs. It is as a school social worker, a position I hold near and dear to my heart. The interview is this coming Wednesday, which also happens to be Shari's birthday! That must be some sort of good luck sign right? Fingers crossed!
The job search has really consumed my life in the last few weeks. There are some minor things riding on it like paying rent and not being deported because I don't have permission to live in this country. Ya know, just little things like that. I have ventured out a time or two recently and have met some more people. With every day that passes, I see myself acclimating to this new culture, new place, new life. It feels more and more like home every day. That is a good thing I suppose since I am going to be here for a while. I have, in recent weeks, decided to go back to school here and get my doctorate. With only three more years to go it seems a bit crazy not to. And besides...Dr. Polowitzer has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?
So for all who read this, send some good thoughts my way so I can finally have a job and some normalcy back in my life!
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