Uh oh, here we go again

October 16, 2009 9:56 PM

It seems that all to often in my life, just as I'm settling into something or a project or a job, fate has an unnerving way of fielding a ball full of confusion straight towards my bat and it doesn't ease off the spin either.

Sometime ago I flirted with playing veterinary nurse. Ok, so it wasn't small animals but horses which wasn't what I initially wanted to do, but due to most people not taking my application seriously it was the only option I had at the time. I learnt a lot during the 4 months I was doing the job, and I also learnt that it was horrifically underpaid, very long hours and not to put to finer point on it, horses are quite narky when they're broken, especially race horses. Anyway, because of illness (gallbladder gone bad and knee screwy) I couldn't realistically carry on with the job and if I'm honest it was more than I'd bargained for (see note about horses).

So I put all of that behind me, or so I thought. Got it out of my system, tried it, it didn't work so move on and give something else a go which is why I ended up back in the IT industry as a permanent employee which didn't work out either, but that's another very long and arduous story.

Quite contented then I thought I was with picking up my own business again and working from home doing websites when work was thrown my way, being my own boss has its own rewards which I was happy to receive on a daily basis, life was bliss.

Then, out of the blue I get an email today from one of the veterinary surgeries I'd previously spoken to who would have liked to employ me back in the day but were unable to offer any trainee positions. They were asking if I would still be interested in a role with them... which put me in a bit of a quandary....

What should I do? Should I try it again, give it a miss, so many questions going around in my head I found myself drowning in a whirlpool of possibilities yet again.

I need not have worried as it turned out as they still couldn't offer a trainee position and thought I might have been qualified by now and were going to offer me a job if I'd passed the mark of approval. Oh well. It was nice of them to think of me, just such a shame it couldn't work out.

Yet again the euthanasia of dreams has flummoxed the flicker of hope of a veterinary career.