Monday, March 1, 2010

A Little Patience

Ah, gentle readers, if you've been reading this tome for a while now, you know that your MatchGirl is not the most patient of women.  She likes to know what's happening.  She likes to have an answer.

But, as so often the case in job hunting, and, its parallel, dating, there are no quick and easy answers.  There is no fast fix.

Today I was alerted to a job that seemed made for me.  It was out there in the Twitter-verse, re-posted by a friend of a friend, who I follow for her musings of all these food and drink related.  I had just been on Craiglsist, perusing the listings, perhaps an hour earlier, and feeling completely uninspired.  Nothing was speaking to me.  Nothing inspired me to apply.  Honestly, there was nothing that made me feel like I would want to go into that office every day and do that job ad infinitum.  I felt like I should give up for the day - look at a couple of other sites, reach out to a couple of recruiters I know and then hit the streets and the sewing machine for the rest of my sunny Monday.

I, however, caught Meredith's quick re-tweet and clicked on the posting - more out of curiosity than thinking that I would find a job for me behind that url.  I couldn't have been more surprised!  The job spoke to me in ways that no posting has in quite some time.  The skills required were not only ones I have done in past jobs, they were ones that I use in my free time.  For fun!  It required organizational skills, calmness under pressure and comfort in the world of social media networking.

Well, dear ones, we all know that I can do that!

So, I've submitted my resume.

I wrote a cover letter.
I answered the included questions.
I put in hyper-links to all my blogs and social media platforms.

And now I wait.

Your MatchGirl has never been good at waiting.  At not knowing what's going on.
Just sitting back and relaxing are not really things that I have ever known how to do.

I'm the same way when it comes to dating.  When I meet a guy and I know I like him, I want to hang out with him and see where it will go.  I want to get to know him better.  I want to spend time - I want to make time - for all of that.  I'm no good at being that patient gal that waits by the phone for her man to call.  Of course, I don't want to call him to much because it's a sure-fired way to scare him away (or so all my friends - male and female - say).  The games people play in dating have never made sense to me (I think I was out of the room when that particular rule book was passed around).  I can't be bothered with them.

While your MatchGirl considers herself a virtuous (mostly) girl, patience has never been one which she possessed in spades.  Perhaps it's the Scorpio in her.  Perhaps it's because she is the first-born child.  Whatever the reason, it's an art I wish to practice, but not one that comes easily.

Of course, I believe, Axl Rose said it best:
Sometimes, I get so tense
But I can't speed up the time
But you know, love, there's one more thing to consider
Said woman take it slow
Things will be just fine
You and I'll just use a little patience
Here's to you, Axl.  And here's to me using (finding) that little patience.
In a few things that are going on in my life right now.

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