Today I finally got hired! Yes, I am excited, thrilled, inspired and happy. As you can tell from my enthusiasm, I haven't worked for some time. Well, I have worked for myself, but that's a different story. Today I landed a contract position with an organization that shares a mission that is close to my heart, enhancing the lives of individuals with disabilities.
The struggle to find work has been real since my last contract position. I had to swallow my pride to get this job, and I am thankful to my husband for showing me the way. After getting several calls from potential employers yet failing to advance past the interview, my husband suggested that I contact an interviewer who I thought was friendly and would give me advice on what I was doing wrong. I didn't want to call the interviewer because of pride issues (and the fact that I was disappointed that he didn't hire me) but I went for it.
I made the call and took a deep breath. I played the conversation out in my head trying to figure out what I was going to say with each ring.
Waiting for him to answer the phone seemed like forever.
Please don't pick up, please don't pick up.
Oh, good, he didn't answer!
I left a message on his voicemail speaking through a smile and desperation.
"This is Lisa, I interviewed for a position with your organization a couple of months ago and didn't get the job. I was wondering if you can help me because I am having trouble making it beyond the interview process. My number is....thanks!"
Whew...I did it and I am still alive with my pride partially intact.
Previous career in the nonprofit sector working with individuals with intellectual disabilities.
Two days later he called me back and scheduled a time for us to discuss my resume/hiring situation.
During our meeting, he gave me insight on things that stood out on my resume, areas that need adjusting, and things that I should leave off. He ended the meeting with asking me if I was interested in working a contract position that is 20 hours a week.
My eyes lit up as I said a powerful yes! He smiled and retrieved paperwork for me to sign and told me I should start working by next week.
Who knew that swallowing my pride would allow me to get a part-time job in a field I love?! I can work from home, continue to work on my blog, write, finish my degree and have time with my family. This is the most humbling experience that I have had in a long time, and it showed me that it pays off to ask for help and it's okay to swallow your pride.