Give Me The Job, D*mn It!

Updated: Jun 15

After several weeks of sulking and several nights of no sleep, I hopped out of bed, looked in the mirror and told myself "You will get a job today."


A few months back, life had been good. I had a full-time job with benefits and decent pay. I had the guy I thought I wanted, a little bit of savings, ya know, the 'good life'.


Then, all of a sudden, it fell to H-E-double hockey sticks.


My supervisor become intolerable, discriminating, and belittling. My dream guy turned out to be a narcissistic cheater, and my savings had dwindled to pennies. I couldn't get out of bed any longer; I quit my "good" job . I used my savings to live, and life just sucked.


But this day was different. This day I wasn't going to let depression win.


I took my shower, ate my cereal, and went to a local a retail store. I took a deep breath, told myself "You've got this Natasha" and walked in the store.


I asked the friendly, high school aged girl behind the service desk for an application. She politely smiled, handed me the small stack of papers to fill out, and pointed me to a table.


After the usual pointless questions were answered on the application, I asked Ms. Friendly if I could speak to a manager.


A few minutes later, the manager, we will call Tom, a short slim 40ish year old man with black framed glasses, greeted me.


Tom was dry, no humor, so I couldn't win him over that way. I decided to use the straight-forward approach. "Sir, I had a good job, I let it go because I let myself go. Things haven't been going right in my life, but I'm ready to get myself back. I'm ready to give my best to your store and to your customers."


After a series of questions and answers, guess who walked out with the job?


Yep, I sure did.


Now, was I over- the- hill ecstatic about working an almost minimum-wage retail job?


Not particularly, but I had done what I had set out to do.


I had gotten the d*mn job!


Even though it was a small win, I had overcome a challenge that should be celebrated. So I called my mom, told her the good news, headed home, and took a nice bubble bath. "Yeaay me. I had done what I had set out to do!"


So is this story climatic? Dramatic? Exciting?

Not in the slightest.


However, it's a story of challenging yourself when you don't feel up to it. It's about setting your mind on a goal and making it happen.


It's also a story to remind ourselves that regardless of how big or how small the victory, every win deserves acknowledgement.


Especially, considering we seem to always acknowledge every, single, failure.


You can do whatever you put your mind to as long as you're willing to put forth the action and effort!


If a reality television producer can be the President of the United States, then you should never, ever give up on your goals and aspirations... because anything is truly possible.


If my story doesn't inspire you, hopefully that will...


Whether you want to be the President, or simply just want to accomplish a small goal, or a huge task...


Do it! Make it happen!

And afterwards, don't forget to pat yourself on the back.


Love yourself enough to celebrate each, and every step of your journey.


You deserve it!




Natasha, CTACC

Certified Life Coach

Email: NatashaBYTS@yahoo.com

"Because you the sh*!

Strong. Honorable. Independent. True."

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