Friday 29 April 2011

The Beatles - I Am The Walrus.

No Fun.

The past 12 months have been no fun for me, I can assure you. I'm now at a stage where I'm dazed and bewildered with life. I have no idea what is around the corner, although I have hopes for better things to come along. It's much better to hope than give up. It's onwards and forwards from here. I want to get out of this rut and break free. Or else I may go crazy!   

My social life has been reduced to being in the same place every other week. I need different places to see and enjoy. Places where I don't have to shout over the loudness of karaoke. Places where I'm not playing darts all night. Places where meaningful and stimulating conversations can be enjoyed with friends. Places where there are attractive ladies to see. I'm not asking for too much, am I?! Some people are set in their ways and don't want to go to different places, which is unfortunate. Oh well, see you later. Time for change.

My working life has stalled badly. A bad decision from the past needs to be forgotten about. I have to readjust and find something new. I am renewing my SIA licence, so something in that direction would be nice. I may have to do something else in the meantime, but a return to a career in security is my long term goal. I sincerely hope the next 12 months are more fun than the last 12 months. 

Monday 25 April 2011

Punched In The Stomach.

In the past week, I feel as though I have been punched in the stomach. Having been out of a job for quite some time now, a vacancy appeared at a company I used to work for. I should never have left that job in the first place, but here was a chance to rectify that mistake with a possible return. However, an email was sent to me barely more than an hour after the job application was sent, saying I was unsuccessful.

Before opening the email, I presumed it was a confirmation of my application being received. I couldn't believe my eyes when I read it... that other candidates were a closer match to the key criteria. I honestly stared at the email for a couple of minutes in disbelief, before putting my head in my hands. Having worked there before, surely my criteria was as close as possible to what was required. I would love to see the other candidates' application forms. I wasn't even worthy of an interview. If I had one, I could have put forward my case, explaining why I left and how my return would be beneficial to them as well as me.

Rather than the same worded reply to each unsuccessful applicant, my reply should have simply said, "We don't want you back." If they did want me back, I would surely have received an interview. In my opinion, everybody deserves a second chance in life, and I feel I deserved a second chance here. Unfortunately, the powers that be think differently. It's a punch in the stomach, but I have to soldier on and find something different. At the moment, I have no idea what.