want is lying and wasting both people’s time.
made a good impression, and knew that this newly offered position was not a
fit. But I got the callback anyway.
second interview. “You never know.” But, see, I think you do. When you’ve given a fair and first chance at
something a worthy go, I think at that point you get to say whether you’re
interested to go further.
for the second.
always a co-signer of my machinations, either, mom was the right call. She
listened, and then she asked what advantages this job could have over my
current one. They were few.
morning: You could meet a nice Jewish guy.
hearing this very short list, she replied, “First of all, you are [insert some
really nice and positive characteristics, like, smart, beautiful, brave and
wonderful] and you don’t need to take a job you don’t want to meet a
available, I’d still be interested in that, and I do know it’s still open. But
this offered job would be a lateral move, adding a 3 hour commute for what I imagine is
similar pay and responsibilities that don’t really align with my values or my
do. But what I could do was be honest about my goals, tell them that I was still interested in the first job, be very
flattering and kind about their
organization and say if other opportunities came up there, I’d be interested to
have that conversation.
accepted to say, “Hey, I’m not interested in you, but if you have any friends
you think’d be good for me, let me know!”
interviewed me for the second position, got her voicemail, and told her exactly
what my mom coached me in saying.
outside of my own limiting self-beliefs and self-sabotage to coax me and just
sort of shuffle me along on the path I know I want to follow.
students have a cute ritual when their parents drop them off in the morning:
Push on the Tush.
classroom, feeling safe in their surroundings, the child is ready for their
parent to leave, and wants to have a ritual for that separation. So, the parent
stands in the doorway, and the kid gives him a push on the tush. And out the
but needing a little encouragement, I reached out to a person I knew could hold
and support me, and then give me a little push.