Another rejection letter. This time by email which took ages to open. I tell myself it's ok. It's ok. I guess its time to lower my expectations. Hopes get crushed when you expect too much.
Let me wallow in misery for a short while first.
If it depends on luck then why the bloody hell do we need to put in so much effort? They say the world's unfair. IT IS.
I wish money grew on trees.
Haha damn bitter lah me. x_x It happens when you keep getting rejection letters. They make you very sore.
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through my one month of being a salesman I discovered something.
the salespeople there are categorized into different parts.
Many are reactive to this rejection causing them to become sick. coming down with the emotional flu, and lowering their self esteem permanently.
Some are also reactive to this "rejection" but because of the drive for money and financial security they continue on and somehow become immune to them.
though have retained certain side effects.
a splinter of us, take every rejection as an antidote, a vaccine, learn from it. be happy about it. built their confidence with it and develop humbleness humble with it.
which one are you?
I think I am, unfortunately, what many of us are, the 2nd category. It's hard to take it as a antidote because antidotes are usually made up of poison and it does kill your insides. Side effects tend to be inevitable.
But I know I have no right no complain. I do appreciate what I have, and by now i am immune. The immune response is nevertheless always a slight bit delayed so I do get some of the effects (thus the post) for awhile, before I get back on track.
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