Writing applications for employments includes receiving negative answers. That is part of it and nothing to worry about or to get angry. There is simply another person who fits better into saied position, who is better qualified, in general or in a very specific competence. By now I can distinguish those job advertisements, which are only formaly published (because its all already saied and arranged), from those really offering a chance. Especially in the geographical area where I know the people involved, and the institutions. There is always the possibility to ask someone, who knows someone who could give a realistic evaluation, because she or he is in some way involved. Today this is described with the nice word “network(ing)”. The step to shady deals is not big, but I honestly did not do this, otherwise I would sit in a warm bureau on a full position – and in somebody’s cul, ready to serve.
Last year I was softly pulling a string because a job was offered I would have given a lot to enter. A kind of consultant or assistant in an institute that is loosely connected with an university, stately funded, situated in a kind of bureaucratic nirvana where in the end you can do whatever you want; it has to deal with the East of Europe. They gave the application back because the job posting had to be repeated – I did not know at this time, why. The second advertisement was formulated more open, with less concise demands or requirements, I happily sent in my papers. I was turned down of course. Because one of the head honchos had the position reserved for his girl friend, her qualifications were not sufficient for the first round so the standard had to be lowered. “Big tits rule” as a friend, who knows the whole bunch, told me later, after my enquiery.
But things have changed now. Mr. Headhoncho all of a sudden accepted another professorship and will switch (defect?) to another town; of course he will find another position for his gal in the new institute; he will be succeeded by the current number two in the pecking order as head of the institute. What means that there will be three positions filled with new people: Number two will become the new number one, director; his actual position as executive or however its called will be filled with another one from the middle ranks – one happy “Referent” will be promoted, picked by the new number one of course. The lower “assistants” will also see one moving up and the girl friend will follow her toyboy to the Danube: So they will need two new assistants. Maybe I will sent in the same letter as last year … ?
They still pay terribly well, it is an interesting job addressing a variety of topics, and it touches the history of my own family, my father’s side. My age is a problem as I heared sub rosa, but I think I could turn it into an advantage: I am not too impressed too fast; I have some ideas about how things should work and exact ideas about how they should not be done; I have an interest to stay and put the benefit of the institution over personal achievements. Next week, when the sheep-village-monastery-project finally will have reached its end, I will seriously think about it.
The title of this post is easily explained: Today’s letter of rejection was addressed to Mrs. Mago.