Patience— Bah!
It’s hard to be patient about things that could conceivably have a gigantic impact on your life. My girlfriend had managed to get an interview for an apprenticeship program at one of the federal government departments
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[the feds are big on Apprenticeship programs these days, as part of their "strategic renewal" and recruitment and retention strategies. Personally, while I can appreciate that apprenticeship program bring my generation into the government a little more easier than if they did not exist, and hey, appointment without compeition at the end of it is fabulous, the existence of these program kind of implies that they don't think we have what it takes to learn about and do the job well. They don't trust us to navigate that on our own, like they did. Argh.]
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Well, Friday afternoon she received a message from said government department’s HR person, asking her to call them back, that they “hope[d] to hear from [her] soon”. I hate when you get a message and you have no bloody idea what it’s about. I know that professional ettiquette really prevents her from saying, but now we’re both all paranoid about the possibility of them canceling the competition altogether. This job is the only decent lead she’s gotten here.
gah!