Interviews and Ignorance

As a young girl and many years to follow I was quite shy and easily embarrassed.  Upon graduation the many job interviews were torture for me. All of those questions on the application and then the actual interview.  It would be hard to say which was worse.

While completing the applications I was so nervous to answer correctly that a few blonde moments come to mind.  For some reason when the question of being handicapped was on the application I wrote that I wore glasses.  How stupid is that??? No wonder the interviews were short or I received the comment “We will review the application and get back with you.” which of course did not happen. 

While going through the process of becoming a City of Houston employee it was required that I go the Houston Police Dept. for a photo, minimal background check and to answer a few more questions. I was sked about any moles that I might have and my response was “on my chest?” and said it in a squeaky and questioning voice.  He looked up, smiled, stamped the form and asked no more questions. However, I was offered a job and started to work the following week. 

I have been known to stay on jobs that I did not enjoy because of not having the nerve to resign hence another conversation could be avoided.  This changed when I became a single parent. 

Becoming a single parent made me realize that changes must be made if I was going to be able to support my two young sons.  I decided to face my fears of talking to those to whom I was not related or known all through school or church, driving Loop 610 until I stopped perspiring, riding a roller coaster until the terror passed (it only took twice thankfully) and leaving a secure but low paying job to take a chance on an opportunity not just for more money but professional growth which was my heart’s desire.  I felt successful for the first in my life on the emotional level and beyond.

This propelled me into a future that I could not have imagined, one full of happiness, fulfillment, security, and remarriage, another story all by itself.  All along the way it was God and some great mentors that kept me moving.  I am thankful.

Handicapped: No.