I've been unemployed for a very long time now...keep missing out on prospective jobs for myriad reasons that border on the edge of being hilarious. From being rejected for being a poet, to being told I was too darned suave, the reasons have been worth a laugh. On occasions when these eccentric reasons didn't get in my way, I did. Made the most hilariously basic mistakes in the interviews, ones that make me doubt if I did ever pursue an MBA in Finance from NMIMS.
Which brings me to the next part. I doubt there have ever been students from my college in the past who have struggled to get employed for as long as I have. I mean what were the chances? When I joined, the seniors were looking at packages of 7L+ in the very least...my batch hoped for a little more...but then we were hit by the now-so-famous recession. So the batch struggled to get employment. However, all but me, all of the 420-odd strong, leave me, have been employed.
I'm not too worked up about being unemployed though, a little bit cause I've got a loan to pay off but not really too much...what strikes me though, is how much the universe is conspiring for me. It couldn't be plain co-incidence, all that has been happening.
Maybe I'm not destined to be stuck in a 9 to 5 job...maybe I am destined to do something else...like maybe write...but...am I?