The Defeated

“While we were impressed with your background and experience, the business felt that the experience you come with does not does not resonate with any current positions we have open. We sincerely regret that we cannot take your candidature forward at this point in time.

We would however like to archive your resume & contact you when suitable opportunities do arise that match your experience. We wish you all the best in your career ahead.”

The words differ from one case to another, but the underlying message is similar. I am either too old, over-experienced or just not the right fit. Without my fully realising it, over the years, my CV has acquired a personality of its own. The person in it is headed in a particular direction, which, it seems, does not lead home.

So after nine months of unconsummated flirting with prospective employers (the last five of them here on the ground) and perhaps a dozen polite rejections (mostly from the other side and occasionally from mine, as in the case I was required to work night shifts), I am calling it quits. It is a bitter pill to swallow, after all we’ve been through these last few months, but I’ve expended my stamina to run against the wind.

I shall once again become the person on my CV and head out from home. Just another economic refugee.