Take A Chance On Me
I have written here before about the circumstances surrounding my departure from the Oregon University System (OUS) Chancellor’s Office (CO) in 2004. Leaving was entirely involuntary on my part– as it was for everyone who worked in the Office of Academic Affairs. Starting July 2004, that particular unit of the CO ceased to exist.
(Can you imagine a university without an “academic” division?!)
To a person, those of us who were ousted, in what may be termed a “political coup,” have harbored residual feelings about the treatment we received. But I believe that we all still have an overriding, sincere concern for the fate and future of Oregon higher education.
Since that time, there has been little attempt on behalf of the CO to put back together – on any kind of permanent, coherent basis – some of the critical functions that were lost in the “reorganization.”
Well, until recently.
Early last February, an announcement appeared on the OUS website for Assistant Vice Chancellor for Student Success Initiatives. The new position, as described, entails many elements of my previous job, and I was pleased to see the recognition that these activities are important and need tending-to on an ongoing basis. (It only took four years!)
Now, I have not been actively seeking other work, given that I have been hired into a permanent position here in California…and in light of the fact that I have made major life moves and job changes three times in the last four years. But, because I feel that I left the CO with “unfinished business” with regard to my inter-sector work in Oregon, and because I continue to care deeply about the health and welfare of higher education in the state, I submitted an application. The deadline was February 27.
I was ultimately called in late April to set up a time for a phone interview on May 15. And, when the time came, I thought I did well. The screening committee was comprised of four individuals, three of whom I used to work with; one of them I considered a friend. It sure seemed to be a friendly-enough group (as much as you can tell over the phone). And, I don’t see how any other candidate could have had an interview that even mildly resembled mine, given that I had first-hand experience performing many of those exact duties and producing policy documents on the very issues we talked about.
But, then I waited. For almost three weeks. Finally, finally, I received a rejection letter by mail a couple of days ago, impersonally notifying me that they had hired a candidate who more closely matched their needs at this time.
I can only guess what the story is; of course, I’ll never really know. I might only surmise that while I was talking about my unfinished business in Oregon, they were thinking, about me: “been there, done that.”
Sigh. I seem to be oh-so-good at setting myself up for rejection.
And I did it yet again.
Silly, wide-eyed, trusting, me.
Soundtrack Suggestion
If you change your mind, I’m the first in line
Honey I’m still free
Take a chance on me
If you need me, let me know, gonna be around
If you’ve got no place to go, if you’re feeling down
If you’re all alone when the pretty birds have flown
Honey I’m still free
Take a chance on me…
(“Take A Chance On Me” – Abba)
Reader Comments (2)
I wholeheartedly believe that everything, absolutely everything, happens for a reason. Even the most ridiculous or painful events in our lives turn out to be learning experiences that make us that much stronger and wiser for having gone through them. I believe that rejection, at the heart of it, is none other than misunderstandings. That’s what makes rejection so painful… because of the unfairness and injustice we feel for being misunderstood. If we felt totally understood, then I don’t think the rejection would hurt so much. But when you’ve been on the other side of the rejection, you can see that there really are no victims. It’s only in our minds.
You’ve said somewhere that “life is suffering.” I don’t agree. I believe suffering is only a state of mind. In my view, life is simply… living. And there’s joy even in the suffering. Even through the worst of rejections, we come out the victor on the other side. When we can fully embrace the pain… when we learn to surrender and lean hard into it… there is no more resistance and no more inflammation. We can begin to heal. We can then approach our next challenge with a brand new perspective. And life is exciting again.
Thank you for your musings, Technomonk! You’ve helped me with mine… more than you know…