Fate Will Have To Be In Charge of This One

Last night, after I emailed a resume to my former employer, who do you suppose was the first person I wanted to tell? It wasn't my mom, and as much as I love all of you who read my drivel and take the time to comment, it wasn't you either.

So instead, I called a former co-worker. Another sales rep. We discussed the job and the happenings over the past year at length.

I hope the three hour long distance phone call doesn't cost me an arm and a leg.

Which is when I discovered how much I miss talking to co-workers who know their stuff. The intellectual give and take of work conversation with people who are in the same industry.

I miss the give and take of being able to contribute to the conversation - because I know just as much as they do. I've been at my current position since the end of August - and I still don't feel like I know a damn thing.

Today my former boss was kind enough to acknowledge that  he had received my resume - so I guess he stopped laughing at that point. 

I still don't know if the position will require me to relocate, which could be a good thing for my mental health. It will keep me from hanging around, hopelessly hoping that The Polish Guy will come to his senses.

So now we will see what we will see. Right now, I'm emotionally incapable of making long range plans.

Fate will have to be in charge of this one.