I Will Not Suffer In Silence

After all that work, today I was rejected for the friggin daycare job of all things.

I just went back through my journal and realised I never gave detail as to this ChildCare job.
So here we go…

Back in December, a ChildCare agency called me and said they’d found my resume on the unemployment office job board online. They wanted to interview me. I went in on December 11th and to my surprise, they accepted my college transcripts! I haven’t had a daycare do that for me in all the years I’ve lived in California - they always tell me I need California schooling to be a teacher of any sort. So I was excited that if in fact I do have to go back to working FOR someone, I’d much rather go back into my field of study rather than back to the dotcom industry or any office job for that matter.

It took the rest of the month to get seen by my local doctor and get paperwork filled out to prove that I’ve had a physical, a TB test and am in overall good health.
The caveat I ranted about a few days ago was the $125 the agency wanted me to spend on fingerprinting myself and sending the data to the department of social services. They say they don’t do that for me cuz they’re an agency.

I relented and went in armed with my paperwork and checkbook - the followup appointment for the agency was today.

There’s a new recruiter now, and the office manager was there, too. They took one look at my paperwork, and were instantly dissatisfied. I explained that one doctor’s report was from my surgeon and educated them about endometriosis. They said they’d ask their division manager to approve this restriction. They then asked me about why I can’t lift up to 60lbs. I explained the other doctor’s report, which shows a limit of lifting less than 60lbs, is because of a back injury from a car accident, but the restriction is quite flexible. I explained that I’m not working in a warehouse or factory, and that working with children is quite different, and will not be a problem.
Nope! Sorry! Not having it. The new recruiter sat there and lectured me, repeating the restriction to me FOUR TIMES. I told her it’s nothing, I can remove the restriction or have my doctor write up a new report. She declined this offer on my part, and told me the doctor has spoken and they will abide by this and that because the restriction is in direct conflict with the base requirement of the job, that is, being able to lift up to a 60lb child, they may likely not be able to accomodate me.
The woman invited that if I have any friends who might be interested, to have them apply. I asked her to tell me if she was disqualifying me outright, or if I should wait til she hears back from her division manager. She told me to wait til she hears back, but then shook my hand and thanked me for my time.

My time! What a waste of it! And what unbelieveable bastards! Turned down for CHILD CARE because of something so petty!!!

My first reaction was to call the labor board on these assholes, too. But y’know, it’s not worth it for me. It’s just not. This is a blessing. Things happen for a reason. I’m not supposed to go back to daycare work. I have to keep moving forward with my astrology business and not kowtow to fear of having my government check ripped away from me. Courage, mom.

The thing that kinda sucks is that I was SO sure I had this daycare job, that yesterday I told the company my friend works for that I am no longer interested in that job. This is the office job and I don’t want to go back to office work. I was warned in my own astrology forecast about being too stubborn or egotistical or proud to accept work. The warning said that I will have financial hardship. But y’know, I have Saturn in the 2nd House, which denotes a lifetime of financial hardship. What’s new?

So I’m rapidly approaching unemployable, it seems. And that’s okay. I knew since October that it could be April 2008 before I’m employed again full time - thanks to Susan Miller, who I’m a fan of. In the meantime, I’ve been going to The Business of Metaphysics meetings at the local tea house once a month, and the instructors there teach us how to be Unreasonable - that is - to accept nothing less than what we want to do with our lives, and not to bow to our fears of the ‘rational’ 9-5 office job. They tell us to declare boldly that we are Unemployable and Unreasonable! We are unreasonable because we refuse to give in to the fact that everyone must work themselves to death with the 9-5 office job or the labor job, working for other people, when we can be in business for ourselves, and help people with the metaphysical gifts that we have. The group is ever-changing and always supportive. People keep in touch and give encouragement of the others in the group. I’ve met physical therapists, mediums, numerologists, authors and dream walkers through this business group.

You have to fight for what you want. I am fighting against the monopolistic capitalist / globalisation work ethic to succeed at the work that *I* want to provide to the world.

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