If I interpret this as my expecting, needy, predispositioned mind directs, I will receive two job offers and Bertrand one TODAY. OK, may be not today, and maybe not all of them on a single day.
Now that I am on my toes, waiting for an answer (answers) from the prospective employers, I have started searching for opportunities for my significant other half. I have come to a realization, yet once again, that he is not going to look for one himself, before declaring defeat. "Oh, there's nothing out there for me". I can see it coming.
So he applied for one job and he is waiting for an offer.
That's good. That's definitely, infinitely more than what he did 5 years ago.
Then after that one interview, he stopped looking. As if that was more than enough effort to please his wife. And that's exactly it. He just wanted to make me happy, showing that he cared. Showing a nice gesture... pretending that he had a real intention to move. I see it better now that he didn't. He is now gathering once again all reasons not to move. Same o' same o'. I won't live through another let down, honey. Unless the letting-down comes from my side.
I will ask one more time and come, follow me. It is not THE job I was promised 4 years ago. Far less glorious. But I had let go of the chance of my life as a researcher in an academic world. If he is imposing the same condition as he did 4 years ago, I cannot deliver.... largely because of him.
So here is the next best and that's excellent for me. Your call. Not fair? it has not been fair for me for the last 10 years, so please don't cry fairness for yourself now.
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