Wednesday, October 1, 2014

October 1st, 2014: Fishing

With a resume attached to the hook as my bait
I wait patiently, waiting for just the slightest movement 
from the fishing bauble 
For just the slightest tug...
Sometimes I wait days, weeks, and even months with no bite
I reel the line and cast again
Sometimes to a different location
A different position
A different field of job
Still no success
There was one to bite,  but unfortunately the catch slipped away
Unqualified to wash dishes? Unqualified to work an entry level job?
 
A descent man, a hard worker, an organized individual
An experienced worker, a perfectionist, flexible
A team player, a positive emitting employee
With so much loyalty that I induce myself with disillusions 
So much untapped potential

And here I wait for another bite, to reel in opportunity.
"Just fucking bite already!" I scream to the many fishes below
Tempted to jump into the water myself.
Yet I sit here waiting with what little time I have left
Soon it will be dark, soon I will grow weary, soon I will be starving 
With a resume attached to the hook as my bait
I cast the line again.

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