The Longest Day for All Unemployed

Sometimes I can say that there are those lucky days. Have you tried passing an application letter today and was asked to sign the contract for the job on the very same day? Well, I did. And it was indeed the happiest moment of my job hunting life. But just as life is meant to be unfair, the job did not last forever. I became unemployed once more one year after that.

So here I am with my usual job hunting days praying for "lucky days" and crossing my fingers all the time but instead I always get a long day of nothing. Sweat and tears fall down my face out of anticipation for the next opening that I can find. Indeed, lightning seldom strikes on the same spot twice. No matter how much I wish to experience once more the event that I related at the start of this article it did not happen to me again. I spent several months which ran into two years without work begging support from family and friends who understands. It is never easy to be in the receiving part.

Then another Sunday dawned upon me. This is the only day in a week that I buy a newspaper to check on the most current classified ads because advertisements are the thickest on a Sunday. As usual, I bought it from my favorite vendor and exchanged the same monotone greetings. An ad seemed to jumped to my face right away saying "Wanted: Caregiver", my cup of coffee almost fell from my hands. I prayed and prayed for this break after trying to apply for numerous secretarial jobs. I have had some medically related training but these are not really on demand in our country unless you are a nurse or a doctor with a license. Most of my colleagues go abroad to find a break. Upon reading this ad, I hurriedly updated my application papers and went to the address on the paper to submit it on the same day, as my heart beats with so much excitement. I really felt that this is the job I have waited after all this time.

Monday came and the next Monday after that without any word from that employer. I started losing hope. I forced myself not to think about it anymore. It is a one in a million chance of a lifetime anyway. I passed several more secretarial applications, thereafter, but with a little less vigor. My friend who is one of the generous ones whom I complain about life most of the time talked about another friend who needed assistance in caring for her grandmother. Little did I know that it was the same employer who placed the advertisement in the newspaper. I listened to my friend without much interest because I am still harboring the grudge of not being able to get the job I thought with all my heart was really meant for me, a caregiver.

In the end, the fates took control and I eventually ended up working for that employer. This time I am able to impress my family and relatives how well I have adjusted in this job. I have been working for the family for 7 years now. I became part of the family too, in a way. I am able to pay my debts little by little. I am really blessed and I am so happy I did not give up looking for a job even in the longest day of all the long days of my job hunting years.