Nothing to flaunt about

bright peacockMy life is pretty boring. I don’t really have nothing to flaunt about. I’m not a person who likes to brag anyway. It would be nice to have something to show but I got nothing special. Yesterday when I wrote about internet on One Line Sunday, it does have its disadvantages. People’s lives seem to be much more exciting than mine. I try not to get affected by it because it’s really their life and they’re all strangers to me. Besides, people who flaunt their lives on the internet probably need reassurance of their own existence. Some study says that kind of people isn’t really happy. If they were they would keep things to themselves. But since the internet was invented, people have had the urge to post anything online. I guess they want to have that 15 minutes of fame at least for once in their lifetime. Even if it’s just among friends and family. I got enough of attention at home so I don’t need to flaunt my things to a bunch strangers.

It’s a shame only people who flaunt and has a certain personality get more opportunities in life. Even in a job search. If you’re not that well-groomed and sociable, you’re a loser. Unless you’re a man, then you can look like hell and still have better chances. Maybe not if you look like a hobo though. The point is if you’re not presentable and outgoing, you get overlooked. You have to make yourself a brand. Being human isn’t enough it seems. Introverted and reserved isn’t really something to brag about since people see it as a negative thing. Those who are not afraid to market themselves get chosen for a job they’ve applied for. It’s not only about your skills, it’s about your personality too and if you fit into the companies images. In other words, job search sucks and it gets worse.

Recently I’ve bumped into blogs I usually don’t find. I was actually looking for something totally different. Bloggers who have either blogs about fashion, interior design or food blogs get attention. What they have in common is photos of the blogger. It seems you have to post photos of yourself online to get recognition. Those photos need to look professional too. Since when have ordinary people become models? Isn’t really important how a blogger looks like? There is no mystery left in these blogs. The blogs all look the same. Sure they got information to people who like that kind of stuff. But there are too much of the same subjects online. You have to flaunt about your presence and then one day sponsors will find you so you can keep on flaunting about your new found success. Or that’s what the motive for these blogs seems to be. I wish my blog would attract employers like that but this is the real world and it only happens in dreams.

At least I dare to be different. I refuse to follow the crowd. If I wanted to get paid to blog I would have chosen a different subject. Except that I don’t follow fashion, I don’t care how my home looks like, I eat what I want without getting overweight and I eat my cooking as soon it gets finished. That’s in a nutshell. Other people do it much better than me so I stick to what I know. I could flaunt with that I dare to be different but there is no point really. I know what I can and that’s what matters and not what others might think. Small circles are the best so that should be enough.

So where is my Genie?

genie and bottle

Life ain’t easy but it shouldn’t be this hard. Things that come easy for some, doesn’t mean it will happen to you. If it’s love or getting a job. You often see how someone has got lucky and they brag about it like it was so easy. It’s like they’ve rubbed a lamp and the genie comes out. It’s good for them but why would others really care. It only brings jealousy in others. Some can be happy for them but that doesn’t make things better for others. Not everyone is as lucky as them. So where is my genie?

I think mine has a life sentence in jail because I’ve never been that lucky. Sure, my things are better than for some but it could be better. It’s easy to feel sorry for yourself and think about things you don’t have. I wish there would be a parallel universe where everything you want will go like planned. I could get the guy I want and the job I want. There it wouldn’t matter how you look and the society would be flawless.  In this life, you’re either lucky, not that lucky or really bad luck. I don’t believe in this you can make your own luck. You can’t choose who you meet or being in right place at the right time. You can’t make that kind of luck. You can’t even choose in which country you get born to. Even if you do live in a country with a lot of opportunities, nothing is certain. It was proven today again when the course of entrepreneurship ended that a few of the students got a job. It’s good for them and you can be happy for them. Maybe this isn’t luck but a few of them can start their entrepreneurship already and they even have clients. I’m not even close. I still only think about it. I’m worried my business will fail because I’m not lucky enough. It’s like in space where no one hears you scream. When it comes to jobs, no one ever offered me one. If I even shouted from the rooftop I’m looking for a job, no one would notice. Maybe I’m just being too pessimistic. But if you never really had that genie, you don’t believe anything good will ever happen.

I’ve taken part in many competitions to win products but I never won. Only once which was a box of candy/sweets when I was a child but that’s about it. I see no point in entering because I’ll never win anyway. The same with everything else. If someone asked what is my greatest achievement, there isn’t many. At least nothing to brag about. Wishing good luck to me isn’t really helpful because I never have. My genie must in the parallel universe because it isn’t in this one.

Restart all over again

ctrl alt del pillowsI don’t know how many times I had to restart things through my life. I don’t seem to get anything done. Most people already have so much more than me. I’m still in the same place I was when I was a teen. I live on the same street. I still spend my time on my childhood home. The only difference is that I’m older. I guess I’m just loyal. Mentally I’m a different person. I’ve been through life a different way than others. I experience death since I was 6 so my life has never been normal. Despite downfalls, I have got this far. Bad experiences have taught me to look at life in a different way. I’ve accepted things and then moved on.

What I had to restart the most are career choices. I’ve found something that has interested me but then I’ve changed my mind. It’s neither for me or the way to success is too long. The problem in finding a job in this country is, there are jobs in occupations I’m not interested in. I don’t want to restart anything occupation related again. Life is too short to have a job you don’t like. Too many stays because it pays the bills. It’s alright if it’s temporary but you shouldn’t set in your ways. I rather have a job I like and feel comfortable with. That’s why I always wanted to do something creative. But so does a lot of other people which is a bummer. I read an article the local newspaper where it said women and older people feel the most discriminated in a workplace. I already feel discriminated by not getting a second look by employers. I don’t really know if I should bother at all. Working for someone else that is. Some people are so demanding. They want you to do be something you’re not and they expect you to be perfect. They want you to dance to their tune. Then, of course, there are the other employees you have to work with. I would rather work alone then trying to fit into the company’s standards.

So I wouldn’t be completely out of doing nothing. I applied to a labour market training program for people who are thinking about entrepreneurship. I got in after applying to a few others. It’s mostly self-studying but there are at 5 meetings with the group. I could get information about having your own company online but I learn better if someone tells me about it. In a way, it’s another restart for me. I really hope all that studying will pay off because I don’t see I find a job soon. It’s not an easy road to have your own business but if I don’t try to take a chance, I’ll probably regret it. I really should be braver to do things but it’s not easy for me. I really don’t mind restarting things as long as I don’t need to do it over and over again.