Several weeks ago, I applied for a really great position at a university on the west coast. This position seemed to be my dream job and was in the perfect location, so I was very excited. It's no secret that I'm not super happy or satisfied here on a variety of levels, so when I received a call 2 weeks ago offering me a telephone interview, I was even more excited.
The interview went well, but the position is very competitive, so I wasn't expecting much. Therefore, I was even more surprised when I received another phone call last Wednesday informing me that I was the finalist for the position and that they would like me to fly there this week for one last short interview before offering me the job. I was extatic to say the least!
However, something didn't feel right. In fact, I spent the past several days feeling stressed and afraid of everything that taking this job would entail: leaving my current position, apartment, and friends, using all my savings to move clear across the country, finding a new (much smaller and more expensive) apartment, making all new friends and leaving my current ones behind...again, buying all new furniture, starting a new job where I'd be the "new guy," adapting to a different quality of life, etc... It's not that I can't do all these things - I've done them all before...several times. But the more I thought about all of these things, the more my dream job seemed less and less perfect. In fact, it made me realize that it comes with some pretty major drawbacks. Most importantly though, my gut was telling me that taking it would be the wrong choice. It's the same feeling that I had when I got on the plane to leave Japan last year, and I've regretted that decision for the past 10 months. So, if there's one thing I've learned this year, it's to trust my instincts.
So, this afternoon, I cancelled my plane ticket for Wednesday and notified the university that I am removing myself from consideration for the position.
This is a pretty huge decision for me, but I'm proud that I was able to think it through in a really rational way. It's also a pretty shocking decision - I never would have expected that this would happen. I'm still in shock that I was even offered an interview! Hopefully this isn't something that I'll end up regretting...
But, there is one really good thing that is coming out of this. Because the job required me to have a driver's license, I have finally started to learn how to drive! I got my learner's permit (yep...at almost 26 years old!) and have been taking driving lessons for the past two weeks. My drivers test is scheduled for Oct. 26, so I have my work cut out for me. But, I'm confident I'll be able to pass. So, although I may not be moving and ending up with my dream job, I am conquering my fear of driving. And I really do believe that getting my license and a car will change my life and open more doors for me professionally, socially, and romantically than I could ever dream of. So, wish me luck! And stay off the road... haha