Unless you have a perfectly dimensional face, a higher IQ than Einstein and graduated Harvard at 5 years old, the chances of you having never faced rejection are very slim.
I’ll be honest, up until my second year of university, I had never experienced rejection at a high degree. The majority of the councils, extracurriculars and jobs that I applied to, I got accepted to. That’s not a good thing. All those times I had been accepted led me to believe that I was pretty decent at what I wanted to do at such a young age, that when it finally came time to being rejected for the first time (and soon to be 5), I was devastated.
Over the course of 3 months in my second year of university, I had applied to over seventy-ish jobs, only hearing back from six. In the media world, sending out seventy job applications really is nothing. When you apply to so many jobs at the same time, you start to lose track of your personality and what’s going to set you apart from other candidates. I wanted to prove that I had what it takes to hold a marketing, writing or creative position, but I reused my applications for every job, so where could I have possibly stood out? I guess you could say that was “Lesson #1: Personalize every application or you’ll be a sad bean”.
I don’t think I’m bad at writing, talking to people or finding stories to tell. But I do think I was unprepared for the competition when I sent in my applications and went in for job interviews. Consequently, I think it made me look lazy and unprepared.
The pressure to work a corporate, 9-5, paid, 40 hours a week, “commute to the city” job at 20 years old is soul-sucking and physically exhausting.
What bothered me the most about being rejected was that it snowballed into this exhausting pattern of comparing myself to every other student in my program, spending hours on LinkedIn finding out what other people my age were doing and beating myself up for not having a job in my field at 20 years old.
The pressure to work a corporate, 9-5, paid, 40 hours a week, “commute to the city” job at 20 years old is soul-sucking and physically exhausting. Here we all are at 20 years old with our hearts pounding and hands sweating at the thought of not landing our dream jobs in our second year of university. The pressure is so so real to be the best at all times and it’d be nice if we could all just pat each other on the shoulders and remind ourselves that we’re going to be okay. Life is just doing a thing.
All that being said, rejection really did put me back in place. For lack of a better term, it shook me. Hahaha, I’m sorry, can you tell I’m a millennial.
What I’m trying to say is that your ego needs to shit itself and go into panic mode at least once in your life and career.
You’re never going to realize how competitive the work force is until you understand that everyone and their mother is fighting for the same positions you’re striving for. It’s a natural progression to feel proud of yourself and your accomplishments one day and to think you’re the worst at everything the next. That’s how you build character, work ethic and quite frankly, how you become a better human.
Let the rejection push you to do better, work smarter and be inspired. Maybe you’ll have to keep working that retail job for a little longer or maybe you’ll land one hell of an internship next month, regardless you should embrace the imperfections of rejection because perfection is weird and not trendy!!!!!! I’ll even block quote the shit out of that just so you know how much I mean it.
PERFECTION IS WEIRD AND NOT TRENDY!!!
And I’ll even make a ridiculous GIF out of it.
(I have no idea what any of these GIF’s mean, I just clicked on a randomizer so…)
So yeah, ‘ya get it. All of these people you know that are finding these amazing internships have already or will at some point face rejection. (Oh and by the way, when they do get rejected, don’t be rude about it. You’re never going to get where you want to be by being petty. Just thought I’d add that).
You’re going to find a job, you’re going to figure out what you want to do and everything will be okay.
Alright, love ‘ya dudes,