Venting

This is not a lovely travel blog. Or even lovely at all. This is me venting from Mexico about an extremely unfortunate job situation back home.

I left for Mexico with a three-pronged job offer from a PR company - to work full time as an account manager for corporate clients, earning 'real money'; to work full time writing, mostly for government clients, earning quite good money (more than you get in the arts), to work three days a week from home writing, mostly for government clients, same money as second option.

I emailed my emissary from the Good Job Fairy (ie. the potential employer) to take up the three-day option, at the end of last week. And got a cryptic 'I'll think about it and tell you within a week' reply, even though she'd approached me and made me an offer. Now, she's talking about freelance work, as if no job was ever offered. The week is up.

Scenario two: A few months ago, I heard that a former employer of mine was unhappy with my replacement, talked to some people who knew them, and was called in for a meeting about getting my old job back. They were very keen. A timeline, salary and working conditions were discussed. I quit my job. Around the appointed time, they told me that my replacement wouldn't quit and they'd given her three months probation, that they were really sorry but they'd let me know and hoped to offer me a different position when I returned from Mexico. Two days ago, I heard that the replacement quit, and expected to receive an offer. Nothing. Silence. I've asked the right people, and it seems they will advertise. I have swallowed my pride and emailed asking whether they are still interested in me, but am not holding my breath. I don't quite understand what is going on here. And I am so frustrated, so incredibly offended, that I am spending my holiday fuming at the moment. And sitting at an internet cafe (a small, hot tiled room with fluoresecent lighting) killing time and checking my inbox every two seconds in the fervent hope that I will hear something from someone.

AAAARGHHH!

It seems that my Good Job Fairy was in fact a Bad Fairy in disguise.

And instead of feeling invincible and in demand, as I did only recently, I feel whatever the opposite is.