If I get one more work email or phone call my head is going to explode. Just thought you'd want to know.
— Gigi (@gigirambles) August 28, 2012
Because, yeah, it was THAT kind of day.
But this particular email was from a friend/former co-worker. Actually thinking about it, I don't think I've talked to her in QUITE some time (shame on me).
Apparently, her husband ran into mine today which prompted her to send an email asking me to send Hubby's resume to her; that she would be happy to pass it on to her HR manager.
I almost cried.
This voice from the past....upon realizing that we are in a pickle, held out her hand. And that?
That meant the world to me.
Even though no promises were made, the very fact that she cared enough to try to help, in whatever way she can, touched my heart.
I asked Hubby about it when I got home (of course, I had already sent his resume along). He said that he had seen her husband. He also mentioned that he was embarrassed to tell him that he was still unemployed - particularly since the LAST time he'd seen the man was right after he'd been let go.
I knew exactly what he meant.
Although, I had a sneaky feeling back then, when Hubby broke the bad news, that we were in for a tough haul, I had NO idea that we would still be mired in this mess over two years later. And I didn't know just how embarrassing it would be to tell people that after TWO LONG years he is still unemployed.
Every time I utter those words out loud now I feel ashamed. I feel like people are thinking, "Well, what's wrong with him that he can't find a job?"
Even though I KNOW we aren't the only ones in this predicament. Even though I KNOW he is looking as hard as he can. Even though I KNOW that there isn't anything out there. Even though I KNOW that NONE of this is his fault......I still feel a bit of shame. I can only imagine how he feels.
But to be reminded that people do care....and that they are willing to help.....well, that leaves me (almost) speechless.