It’s times like these that make me feel just so utterly blessed that I have great friends. 

As you may or may not know, I am still awaiting for one very important phone call from a certain hospital where I’ve submitted my application a few months ago.  A couple of months back I was just devastated to hear that people who’ve submitted their application later than I did have been contacted by said hospital, but this time I’m not affected as much anymore. 

Not to say that I don’t care about getting that job; it’s still pretty much my best option out there but I’ve learned to let go of the things that I can’t control because it’d be nothing but a total waste of energy to fret and worry about something that’s totally out of my hands anyway. 

Last week Paolo texted me that he received a text from the hospital, asking him for an interview.  I felt the hesitation in the tone of his text; and I totally got him.  If I were in the same position I’d be more than a little bit hesitant too.  You see we had this ongoing joke that I’d only claw out my eyes and tear out my hair when they text him first.  And they did. 

But the clincher was the fact that I didn’t want to tear my hair out or claw at my eyes.  I was truly happy for the dude when he got in.  I knew his plight; he was more than fed up at being a bum. 

And then there’s Kamille, to whom I relayed the news of Pao’s employment upon.  You see she submitter her application earlier than I did last year, so she was really sort of pissed off that they texted Paolo first, the same Pao who submitted his papers late January.  The day after she found out of Paolo’s interview she called the hospital’s human resources and made them take note of our names.  She just got the call the other night from the hospital and now she’s sure that the reason why she’s employed is because she called them last week.. 

The thing that gets me is that they’re being super nice about it.  Kams updated me as to what exactly it was she did last week, she even gave me the direct line to the hospital, she told me what time to call and she even told me what exactly to say.  On the day of her interview she even texted me, reminding me to call the hospital.  And Pao’s all “they’re still calling people, they’re sure to call you soon; I hope to see you soon”.  

That just tugs at my heart you know, that they care this much.  I guess this is one of those times when I’m thoroughly shocked at how decent people can be.  I guess I’ve lived most of my life being jaded and having low expectations of humans in general that Kam’s and Pao’s words of encouragement has had a great impact in my life. 

So now, with their help I’m looking at the world through a rosier shade of specs.  Their constant words of support and reminders that in the end we’ll all be working in one hospital is going to keep me standing for a little while longer.

This really reminds me of The Beatles song, With A Little Help From My Friends.  Sure, none of the verses fit, but boy, oh boy, is the chorus ever apt.

“Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends. Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends. Mm, I’m going to try with a little help from my friends.”