I appreciate you getting back to me to let me know you’re moving forward with other candidates. I know I bombed that one, and I could tell within the first few minutes. Maybe it was the faded look of interest on my interviewers face or maybe it was when I stumbled with basic technical questions. It’s unfortunate it had to end this way, with a whimper instead of the bang of excitement it started with here. It’s a shame that all days can’t be good days, and things just don’t always go according to plan.
If I could have a do-over, a mulligan really, a chance to show that: “Heck yes, I want this job”; I would be ready. Heck, if we had to fight it out hunger games style in an underground arena, I’m pretty sure I would win that round. Unfortunately you usually don’t realize these sort of things until it’s too late. Sending you my trivial mental thoughts on the process probably only helps to keep me from being employed full-time. I truly and honestly mean this: I hope you and your team have a bomb-diggity day. I know sending rejection letters isn’t a great way to start it, but there’s the joy you get to experience by giving someone else good news.
You’ll never see this letter unfortunately, you’ll just get a “Thanks for following up” note I could type in my sleep. I’ll go off and continue my week, six interviews later across four companies without a job to show for it at the end. It’s a shame we met under different circumstances because I found you just adorable. Yeah, I know bad time to bring that up.
Stay Cute Dani, Stay Cute.
The Disillusioned Applicant