I applied for a new job a couple of weeks ago. Can't remember if I blogged about that or not. In any case, it sounded great. A manageable step up in responsibility, small company, easy commute, a slightly different and more interesting focus than my current position. I was not a perfect candidate, but I felt like I was a strong contender.
I didn't get the job. That, in an of itself, was not so hard to take. I don't expect to apply for one job and have that turn out to be the one I get.
What smarts is that the job went to a current coworker of mine who is less qualified. Her degree is slightly more relevant, but in terms of time spent in the trenches and directly applicable skills, she's a few years behind me. Sigh.
I'm still smarting for getting passed over for an obvious promotion right before I went on leave. And now I have to put on the happy, cheery face for my coworker when really I'm feeling somewhat petty and small.
Welcome back to office politics, right?