Saturday, December 11, 2004
I often talk about taking risks. Doing dreams. And above all, being real. Recent events have completely affirmed for me the importance and value in taking risks.
To back up a little...
Just two weeks ago, I went to an interview for a job. I had reservations about going to the interview for two reasons: a) first, I am in school and just finding my groove in a completely fresh online student culture, and b) because the position was not only over my head, but one that I figured that I would be best interviewed for upon my university certificate completion.
The interview was intense and unlike anything I had experienced before. I felt completely confident because I had nothing to lose. In essence, I was more honest and unhindered in my responses to questions (in a boardroom with eight interviewing men, mind you) than I have ever been in a professional environment. In all honesty, I felt quite liberated being there. I left the interview with confidence that I was honest and did my best.
Certain that I didn't get the job and content for having tried, I left the cards on the table. No call. I thought, if I do get called, because there is a slim chance, I should decide what I want - to take it or not. So, after great deliberation and discussions with trusty peers from my previous work life, I figured out my terms and waited for a call.
Two days ago, I got the call. I got the job.
It's all quite thrilling because I've jumped the queue. You know, the line-up that one should wait in - finish school and get a job in the field you've trained for, put in time in a less-than-ideal position before really getting what one wants - that line. I've been hired for the position of Staff Representative with CLAC, an independent labour association. I start in February.
I'm so thrilled because my heart has been drawn into the field of Labour Relations more and more as I learn about the role that they have, historically, and now play in the effort to bring quality to the work environment.
If I had not taken the risk to look foolish - in over my head - in the interview, I would not have landed this opportunity. And yet again another world, another culture, unravels before me. What an extroidinary adventure lies ahead!
To back up a little...
Just two weeks ago, I went to an interview for a job. I had reservations about going to the interview for two reasons: a) first, I am in school and just finding my groove in a completely fresh online student culture, and b) because the position was not only over my head, but one that I figured that I would be best interviewed for upon my university certificate completion.
The interview was intense and unlike anything I had experienced before. I felt completely confident because I had nothing to lose. In essence, I was more honest and unhindered in my responses to questions (in a boardroom with eight interviewing men, mind you) than I have ever been in a professional environment. In all honesty, I felt quite liberated being there. I left the interview with confidence that I was honest and did my best.
Certain that I didn't get the job and content for having tried, I left the cards on the table. No call. I thought, if I do get called, because there is a slim chance, I should decide what I want - to take it or not. So, after great deliberation and discussions with trusty peers from my previous work life, I figured out my terms and waited for a call.
Two days ago, I got the call. I got the job.
It's all quite thrilling because I've jumped the queue. You know, the line-up that one should wait in - finish school and get a job in the field you've trained for, put in time in a less-than-ideal position before really getting what one wants - that line. I've been hired for the position of Staff Representative with CLAC, an independent labour association. I start in February.
I'm so thrilled because my heart has been drawn into the field of Labour Relations more and more as I learn about the role that they have, historically, and now play in the effort to bring quality to the work environment.
If I had not taken the risk to look foolish - in over my head - in the interview, I would not have landed this opportunity. And yet again another world, another culture, unravels before me. What an extroidinary adventure lies ahead!
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Congrats for taking a big risk! I don't know if I'd classify it so much as queue jumping as using your guts, brains and experience to make it happen. It's exciting to see a big challenge that meshes your personal and professional interests. Can't wait to hear more about it...but the best part is that you're off until February to boot.
Cheers - raise a Manhattan from me!
Cheers - raise a Manhattan from me!
I suspect you were selling yourself short with your expectations...it obviously wasn't over your head or they wouldn't have offered you the job. Congrats -- looking forward to hearing how it goes.
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