If you've been following my blog for a while, you may recall that on Day 5 of my trip to Oregon, I drove 3 hours to an informational interview that failed miserably. That day was a total waste, right?
Turns out, not exactly.
At the very end of that article, I mentioned that I stopped off at a community college and had a pleasant chat with someone. Let me give you a few more details of that event.
As you can imagine, my confidence was shaken after the failed interview. I don't like rejection, and I felt like just bagging the entire day, or the entire trip, and just going home. So I started driving up the freeway. After an hour of driving, I saw a sign for a community college in the next town. I thought that I didn't want the day to end so badly. I mean, if you are thrown from a horse, you get right back on, right? It's to keep you from being scared of horses for the rest of your life. At the same time, I thought another rejection really wouldn't be very fun at this point. So fighting against my insecurities, I decided to stop.
Once I arrived, I looked around to see if there was any sign of where to go. I found one building that advised first-generation college students. This is an area I was interested in, but didn't know much about, so it seemed like a good place to visit. But in the parking lot, I had another attack of insecurity. It took me 15 minutes, but I finally gathered the courage to get out of my car and head into the building. The people inside were nice and friendly, and I ended up having a lovely conversation with a very helpful individual. I learned a lot, and even better, left a business card, so my name was out there. I left, feeling better about the day and very grateful to that office for restoring my confidence in myself and my mission.
Skip forward 3 months. It turns out that I will be heading back to that campus, and that exact office, for a job interview on Monday!
About 3 weeks ago, a job was posted on the school's website for a position in that office. I applied, as I've done countless times before, but this time, they called me back and offered me an interview. Now, this community college is 2 hours from my parent's house, my home base during my trip to Oregon. I was only in the area because I was visiting the university. If it hadn't been for my failed interview, I wouldn't have been in the area, and if the interview at the university had gone well, I wouldn't have stopped at the community college on the way back. Because I did, however, I learned more about the community college, I met some nice people, and more importantly, I am more prepared for my interview on Monday.
Was it Fate? I'll be exploring that in an upcoming blog post.
Amazing. You never know what's going to lead to what, do you?
ReplyDeleteSo, was it fate?
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