A couple of days ago, I saw a job advertised that stood out to me. It was working in television, of all things. Actually, it was working behind the scenes on a popular serial. I was kind of interested in applying for it, but one thing prevented me from doing so. The job type was described as ‘contract’. It didn’t say what ‘contract’ actually meant, but I read it to be a short-term position, even though the serial has been going for decades! I’ve never worked in television before, but I’ve observed how, mostly people in front of the cameras, can have work for a nice period of time, and then nothing for a while. And this is how I see the job type ‘contract’. The thing that was preventing me from applying was the word ‘contract’. Not that I haven’t any experience in television – or that I have never done the role that the advert was specifically about – but the word ‘contract’. Even though I have signed a contract in my current job, my current job is ‘permanent’ which to me means stability. ‘Contract’ means temporary, and I need permanent. Which is a shame, as I think I’d do quite well in television. Behind the scenes, obviously (secret identity and all that!).
My dream world has similar ideas. Last night, I had a dream that I had applied for this position. I was invited along to an assessment day in Manchester. I arrived there well before the start time, and there were about twenty of us who had applied for the position. I thought that surely more than twenty would have applied, but then I realised that we were the ones invited for assessment – the successful ones. The day consisted of various tasks that we all had to do. Some tests, some demonstrations, and some scenarios where we had to deal with situations as they occurred. The assessment was in various stages, and at the end of each stage, in true reality TV show fashion, one of the attendees were advised that they hadn’t been successful, thanked for attending, and asked to leave the assessment. I don’t remember the exact tests we were put through, but I do remember one of the people who were running the assessment was becoming more and more drunk as the day was going on.
Towards the end of the day, three of us remained. The drunk assessor had collapsed in a heap by the door, so I was helping him up, and into a seat. One of the others had got a glass of water, and the other was watching on. Another assessor came into the room, helped our assessor outside, and asked us to take a seat and said that someone else would be along shortly. In a very short time indeed, two other people entered the room, and advised the attendee who had been watching that they hadn’t been successful, thanked them for attending and asked them to leave the assessment.
So there were two of us left. The assessor who was drunk now returned to the room. He wasn’t drunk – he had been acting as it was all part of the assessment and we were attending an assessment for work in television. He advised us that we were the final two and that he was about to tell us which of us had passed the assessment, and had successfully got the job.
At which point I woke up!
I must admit I felt pretty good at getting that far in the assessment that was all in my head – but at the time it was very real. The drunken assessor’s acting was out of this world. The nerves we felt when we were about to be told who was to leave were definitely real. There was a definite tense feeling all throughout the ‘day’. And I felt pretty pleased with myself for getting that far, and for the other person too, who now felt like a friend.
I also don’t mind not knowing whether I got the job or not. Usually I’m a bit disappointed if I wake before the end of a good dream, as I feel like I’m missing out on something, but not with this dream. I suppose this sums up the ‘unspoken’ feelings of not going for something that might be the right thing to go for. I will never know if I would have got the job or not if I don’t go for it. Nothing ventured, nothing gained and all that.
It is very strange how dreams make reality seem different. Yet in the dream, that is reality.
The vacancy is still open. I’m now wondering… should I apply? And also, do I want to go through that assessment all over again? I have a few days left to decide, so I’ll see if I get any other signs from the universe! Maybe this job isn’t the one for me though, but a better one will be here soon, and I should look out for that one instead.
Sometimes, being a dreamy Pisces person can be awfully confusing. Fun, but confusing!
I still feel good though! 🙂