Waiting for Goddy is the name of this post. It is the title of a book written by Samuel Beckett about the absurdity of the human condition. This is to say, that humans often find themselves in absurd circumstanced in which they realize that they are waiting for something to happen in their lives but rarely are willing to take the necessary responsibility to bring this “something” to fruition. The name Godot can be related to other names in the French language such as Charlot or Jacquot. In English, the name Goddy can be related to other names such as Charley or Bobby. In other words, Godot and Goddy are nicknames for God. With that said, this title paints for us a picture of a person who insists upon the intervention of his or her good ole’ friend God. “Oh just pray and God will make it happen!”, “Don’t worry; it’s all in God’s hands!”, and “Just put your trust in God!” are some of the many phrases fed to individuals as they face the many carrefours (intersections) of life. While these phrases bring about hope and remind us that we are not the sole contributors in our lives, they often persuade a person to think that no action is necessary upon his or her part. Unfortunately, those who wait often find themselves with nothing; whereas, those who take the necessary responsibility to make things happen often find themselves in positions of success.Over fourteen job applications and one month later, I am still a jobless Amarilloan waiting for a letter from Versailles, France to inform me of my new school in which I will eventually be teaching French students how to speak the language I have been exclusively speaking for the entire month of June. Don’t place prepositions at the ends of sentences; don’t use words like fast and good as adverbs; they is not third person singular… These are the rules that will be taught by me to the French, but rules rarely followed by my American friends and family. As I sleep for fourteen hours every day only to wake up and search the mail box for a letter from France, I also wait to hear from my friends at Express, American Eagle, Buffalo Wild Wings, Marriott, Starbucks, Roasters, Durry Inn, etc… Am I waiting for Godot?
With the fear of not taking responsibility for my actions blazon on my brain at the beginning of the summer, I submitted my application at several locations around town. There were days during which I would simply wait by the phone for a call, but for the most part, the search has been fairly consistent. Today, I was promised by Express that I would receive a call at around 15h. I waited until 16h15 before I finally placed the call myself. As it turns out, something came up and nothing was able to be discussed between the many organized managers running the show over at West Gate Mall. What am I to do? Beckett never laid out a plan of action in the scenario that one has seemingly taken the responsibility but nothing happens.
The same issue has arisen with my letter from Versailles. I can do NOTHING about my move to France until I have that letter. I can’t obtain a Visa, I can’t find housing until I know where I will be teaching, and I can’t purchase a plane ticket until I for sure have a place to live. I AM WAITING ON FRANCOT!
I now find myself writing this blog while watching Property Virgins on HGTV™ while my mom insists that I explain to her in detail why I “…DIDN’T EAT ALL OF THE MEAT!” Oh “…for the love!” as my dear friend Sharia Brock would say…
