Half way through my Sophomore year of college I saw a job announcement to be a RA (residence assistant) in one of my college’s dorms. My roommate that year was already an RA so I knew quite a bit about the position and how it worked. Although the position was unpaid, RA’s receive free room and board (a $7,000 value). I desperately wanted the job.
I didn’t get it.
I was shocked. It was the first time in my life I had really wanted something, worked hard for it, and didn’t get it. At first I was pissed. Why didn’t I get it? I was definitely qualified for the position and I knew all the right people. I was a shoe in. So I thought.
In the blink of an eye my world came crashing down. I panicked. What the heck am I going to do next year? Am I going to be forced to work in my college’s cafeteria? What is wrong with me? If I didn’t get this job, will anyone hire me?
Once the panic wore off, I was able to take a deep breath, calm down, and establish a plan. A few weeks later I ended up getting a different on campus job as a building manager. If you don’t know what a building manager does, neither do I, ’cause I’m pretty sure I got paid to surf Facebook and watch movies. It ended up being the sweetest job ever and actually paid better than the $7,000 stipend I would have gotten as a RA. Being rejected from the RA position was one of the best things that happened to me in college.
I miss that feeling. The “Holy $#!%, what am I going to do” feeling. Part of me wishes I got fired tomorrow. I feel like I’ve become complacent (read: stagnant) in my personal and professional development. If I got fired, however, I’d be faced with a huge challenge; finding employment in a crappy economy. The thought of not knowing what the heck I am I going to do is both scary and exciting. Maybe I’d focus more on growing this blog (self employment), maybe I’d land a better/higher paying gig elsewhere, maybe I’d end up at McDonald’s asking “You want fries with that?“.
Nietzsche said “That which does not kill us makes us stronger”, and ya know what? I think he’s right. Although I don’t REALLY want to be fired tomorrow, I’d be lying if I said the thought of it wasn’t slightly intriguing. What is/was the most difficult thing you’ve faced recently? Do feel like you grew because of it? Do you ever feel unchallenged/stagnant/boring/predictable like me?