A contemporary look at one of Shakespeare's most famous poems. I wanted to write something this morning but my mind was jammed with a single line that I couldn't shake off. 'To apply, or not to apply'. It amused me that my full time occupation as a job hunter was somehow my main inspiration for a literary pursuit and so I had a giggle imagining a 21st century William Shakespeare, pouring himself over guardianjobs.com with a pencil behind one ear pondering 'to apply or not to apply'.
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| I wonder whether a modern-day William would have have suffered the same woes as the contemporary job seeker? |
To apply, or not to apply: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of rejection letters,
And by opposing end them? To cry: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That self-esteem is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To cry, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of unrest what nightmares may come
When we turned our back to fate's resolve,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of rejection letters,
And by opposing end them? To cry: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That self-esteem is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To cry, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of unrest what nightmares may come
When we turned our back to fate's resolve,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The judge's cruel verdict, the hopeful aspirant's despair,
The pangs of failure?
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