Love By Design by Yinnie Lin EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Yinnie Lin
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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Dear Mahalia,
I take a deep breath.
We regret to inform you–
And there it is.
Yet another rejection.
I don’t need to read beyond those five words to know what follows is
more than likely a copy-and-paste response of a dismissal to a job I applied
for.
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– that your application for the Studio Assistant position at
DEMZARA Designs has been unsuccessful.
But, of course, I read the rest anyway.
Receiving emails of rejections is routine for me at this point but it’s
always so jarring to actually go through it. Reasons for ‘not moving
forward’ with my applications are often vague and cryptically constructed,
the concluding paragraph always alluding to suggestions of applying again
and ‘paths realigning in the future’. As if this isn’t the third time I’ve
applied to the same company in the last 12 months.
Still, I appreciate the email.
Most of the time, I exist in a state of limbo where I don’t hear back from
companies and I wallow in the dreadful abyss of uncertainty for weeks— if
not months.
The email is short, a whiplash of a job rejection, but the sting always
lingers much longer. Regardless of the countless times I’ve been dismissed
and ghosted from the endless list of jobs I’ve applied to in the past, I always
feel the aftermath of the dismissal clinging on to me like velcro.
Releasing the breath I’m holding, I straighten myself up.
Note to self. Don’t read emails at work.
I typically avoid going on my phone when I’m working but my shift is
due to end soon and the restaurant is quiet. It’s the slow interval in the
afternoon, just after lunch and before the transition to dinner when service
picks up again.
My hands, restless as ever, were twitching to do something. And, as a
result, I found myself browsing through my phone.
Sighing, I close the Mail app and slip my phone back into my pocket.
“Okay,” I mutter to myself. “Time to clock out.”
Intent on not letting the rejection from yet another fashion company get
to me, I make a mental note to work on more applications tonight as I head
towards the back of the restaurant.
Waitressing at Tito Boy’s, a Filipino restaurant in Kensington, was a
part-time job I had when I was studying at the London Institute of Fashion
and Textiles. I’m a fashion designer, or aspiring to be one, depending on
how you look at it. I graduated from LIFT last July and I’ve been floating
around the fashion job market since.
Hence, going full-time at Tito Boy’s.
I’m in the middle of untying the apron around my waist when Alana,
one of the waitresses I’m currently working a shift with, walks in through
the back doors leading towards the kitchen.
“Table 10 is being difficult.” She rushes in. “And someone at the corner
booths just sat himself down without reservation.”
“We take walk-ins, Alana.” I remind her gently, taking note of her
frazzled state.
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