Yeesh

In short, the cold visit turned out to be meaningless. I told the secretary about my intentions to visit the person in charge of applications, the secretary went back in the heavily guarded and fenced office area, and returned a min. later. "I'm sorry, (insert name for person in charge of application) isn't here, but I did talk to somebody, and she said that they sent out e-mails for the first round of interviews, and that if you haven't been notified, then you haven't been selected."

Ouch, and I know the secretary didn't mean it to sound so matter-of-factly, but it came out that way. I'm not angry at the secretary though, I'm more mad that (insert name) lacked the guts to come out and tell me straight up. It was obvious (insert name) was there, the stress on the secretary's voice and the glint in the eyes made that plain to see. And I doubt that if (insert name) hadn't been there, the secretary would have known to ask someone else about my very specific inquiry. Maybe I underestimate the secretary, but if I was a betting man, I would bet (insert name) simply sent the lackey back out to regurgitate verbatim the aforementioned statement.

I think I'm bitter just because I wanted this gig pretty badly, it seemed really interesting, and it was a freakin' internship. If I can't even get a freakin' internship, how in the world am I going to get a job? Ouch, reality check for me.
Suddenly, all the effort I put out, the resumes and cover letters, the clips and attachments, doesn't seem quite so fruitful at the moment.

At least it's Saturday... :)