You cannot get me to agree with your decision not to hire me. You can explain all you want to. You can explain all you need to. You had your reasons. Good reasons. Sound reasons. You made the decision that was best at the moment for you. But surely you don’t expect me to agree with it.Surely you don’t need me to assuage your feelings about your decision. There’s no way, no way, no way you can make me feel good that I wasn’t selected. There’s no way, no way, no way that I will agree that the other candidate was better than me. I bear no ill feelings. (You don’t have to dodge me when you see me.) I’ll speak to you. May even send a few informational items your way ‘cause that’s how I do. I know how diligently I work, how resourceful I am, and how creative. I know what a quick study I am, how I will immerse myself in a topic and get up-to-speed on the things that I don’t know or that have grown rusty. I know what an impact I’ve had in my work. I know how many people I have worked with who stay in touch years after we worked together because I motivated them and taught them something that they still use. I know me. Magnificent me. (I know other parts of me as well but they’re not in this post.) You will not get me to agree with your decision not to hire me. □□□□□□□□ If you liked this post, you might also like:
So stop the explanations. Let it go.
Sounds like a pretty insecure boss, friend, whatever. Might have been a problem going forward.