So.... here's a little story. It actually happened last year, but at the time I was too down to write about it.
I moved to Germany (which I believe I have mentioned before that it made my skin a lot worse compared to the western united States where it's dry, crazy I know).
Anyway... I was looking for a little job. I actually graduated in Illustration. But I thought to myself I would just get a little part time job so I could stay and try to illustrate on the side because it is difficult to just get an illustration ob. Most work independantly. Well.... I applied at this drug store on the floor where they sell CD's. I thought perhaps I could do that. I was introduced to the store manager... who saw my condition and didn't hesitate to ask if I had exhema. I said yes, because I didn't really want to get into the whole thing and plus it's none of her buisnes anyway. Well she looked at me and straight out told me she wouldn't hire me because of my condition. This, as you could perhaps imagine really hurt. I pulled myself together while I was talking to her, but when my mom asked me how it went I kind of lost it and just started crying. Thank goodness this was my first time of that happening to me so directly and I had had several other jobs before. But I was discouraged none the less. But my sister and the drive of the holy spirit got me to get right up and apply again. But this time for something I really wanted to do. I applied the same day or perhaps the next for a job as a graphic designer even thought I didn't know if I was qualified for it. I got an interview the next day and to my complete surprise they needed an illustarator... my dream job! I've had it for a year now and all my co workers and boss are very understanding of my condition. I unfortunetly leave dry skin everywhere I go. I can't help it. But no one complains to me about it. Perhaps among themselves I don't know... but like I said. Nothing I can do.
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