Story on Rejection

City: Los Angeles

Industry: Musician

The rejection was intense.

Over a year ago, I became an executive assistant for a high-level executive at a well-known Hollywood studio. My boss was male, older and white. I was told the job would only be one to two years until I was promoted (if all went well).

As an assistant for an executive, I was expected to be poised and professional. The job progressively got more demanding. Soon, I was working long days and some weekends. As stressful as it was, I stuck it out because I knew the reward it would bring.

This past summer, I came up on a year and talked to my boss about a promotion. He told me I was on the right track and by the end of the summer we would revisit the subject, confident that I would be moving up.

Shortly after that talk, I went through an awful breakup with my partner of three years. It was devastating, but I didn’t ask to take time off and came to work as usual. I tried my best to focus on my work. My boss got mad for missing a story in that week’s Variety issue. He then threw the blame on me, telling me I “need to do better.” I got emotional (worried the breakup was coming into my work) and excused myself to the bathroom. My coworker came in and, with tears welling up, I confided in her that I was going through a rough breakup. She encouraged me to go home and rest. My coworker told my boss what happened.

The next day I was fired. The rejection was intense. People could say that the two were non-related and I was probably fired for other reasons, but it never added up. I never received a clear answer as to why I was fired other than “It wasn’t a good fit.” I was angry. I’d put so much into the job.

I took time off and dived back into my writing. Once I pursued my passion countless opportunities began to open up. I made the jump and began working for myself as a full-time writer.

It’s okay to be scared and uncomfortable, wondering if you’re doing the right thing. Most of the time, you are. Most of the time, what you left behind or what you were rejected from was not where you were meant to be anyway.

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