I got rejected for the budgeting job. I think it was probably because of my Excel blunder (in which I could not name fancy Excel formulas that one might use on a budget spreadsheet).
Damn it. My chance to become a specialist, and no longer have to put my relationship management skills in play.
As a treat to myself, I am going to take my laundry out to be laundered instead of doing it myself. This feels like luxury itself.
I am really hardened to rejection at this point. I had no feeling of pain or discomfort, just resignation. But I’ll tell you what, this is getting OLD. I’m more mad than anything else. I used to get so upset, but now, rejection has been completely normalized. I should go do stand up comedy.