Tuesday, 17 July 2012

First taste of rejection

"It is the highest form of self-respect to admit our errors and mistakes and make amends for them. To make a mistake is only an error in judgment, but to adhere to it when it is discovered shows infirmity of character." - Dale Turner
A stone may make you tumble, but you didn't lose your feet.  Stand up and move on.

I tried to apply for Omega Pizza today and made a terrible mistake of dialing a wrong number when the place was deserted around 1 pm.  In turn, I got rejected and was told to find an easier job than pizza making.  He was assertive though, Mr. John Sharis.  Although, I can't help but cry.  The taste of rejection sucks.  It's really bitter and it makes you think of highly unreasonable things.  Pessimistic things.  And I don't like it.  This must be the cost of the experience I wanted from being selfish.  Truthfully, I have anticipated events such as this one and I've been rejected (more nicely though, not in person) by stores up until now.  I never anticipated that I'd be rejected by missing out a number!  My gosh!  For someone who've studied the anatomy and physiology of the human body and have handled corpses, I was ...yes, rejected for that.  Funny, I came back to the ground after that.  Yes, even if you've been to medical school and such and have handled people with disabilities (e.g. physical, mental, developmental, etc.), you still need to pay attention to the basic work behaviors.  That is:

CONCENTRATION
ATTENTION SPAN
FRUSTRATION TOLERANCE
IMPULSE CONTROL

You go back to the basics.  Sigh....

I admit to myself, I was impertinent.  I was really thinking I could do this no matter what cost.  But I let myself slack by mistaking a number.  Thank you for being me back to the ground Mr. Sharis.  I truly am not cut for making pizza (yet).  As of now, I think I should learn from this mistake by never letting my head soar up the skies.  Thank you really.  Although it cost me tears, it will also bring me towards the path on being an ideal occupational therapist in the future.  When the time comes, I will come by Omega Pizza again and thank you, Mr. Sharis.  

Mistake accepted...I'm moving on to my future more determined than ever.

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