Remember that not getting what you want is sometimes a wonderful stroke of luck. – Dalai Lama
If there is something that I learnt over the years, is that life is full of surprises: that job that you didn’t get, the house of your dreams already sold, that person ignoring you – they might actually be blessings.
A couple of years ago, I applied for a job that I really wanted in a company fairly close to where I was living. I went for a first interview, and while I was leaving the building I bumped into S., a lady that used to work with me in another company, in a previous life. She was interviewing for the same position – it is a small word, I wished her luck and waited for a response on my interview. As it turned out, they gave the job to S., and I was quite upset, as I thought that that position was perfect for me. A couple of weeks later, I read about another position advertised in a company even closer to my house, with an higher salary and even more interesting than the one that I didn’t get! I never heard of that company, so after a bit of googling, I applied for the role, and I actually got the job! To be honest, despite I was quite happy where I was, my mind would sometimes go to the job I didn’t get, probably out of pride more than actual interest.
After a couple of months in my new company, our Manager introduced to us our new starter: it was S.! She hated the job that I wanted so badly, and from talking to her, she had all the reasons to run away from it as fast as she could: the workload was ridiculous, she got no support whatsoever, and she was so busy she couldn’t even take the time to have a lunch break. And that, my friends, is how life seems so harsh on us but it is actually doing us a favour.
I wonder what would have happened if I got the job rather than S.: at that time I was stupidly stubborn so I am not sure at which point I would have left; actually I am not even sure I would have left at all.
It is a little bit like the film “Sliding Doors”: the film alternates between two storylines, showing two paths the central character’s life could take depending on whether or not she catches a train.
Turning right or left, wearing the red or the blue sweater: what might seem an irrelevant decision, could actually change the course of the events – and I find it so fascinating! Do you have a “sliding door” story?