Okay, so back in January 2021, I was scrolling through some astrology stuff online, feeling pretty stuck with my job situation. That’s when I bumped into this Virgo career horoscope for 2021. Figured, why not? Might as well give it a shot since nothing else was working.
First Thing First
I grabbed my laptop and searched up that exact title. The article claimed three big lucky periods for Virgos job hunting: mid-April, late August, and mid-December. Skeptical? Hell yeah. But also desperate. So I did two things:
- Marked those dates in my phone calendar with obnoxious alarms.
- Stuck a printed list on my fridge like a grocery memo.
April Showers… Of Nothing
April rolled around and I went full throttle. Applied to every job I could find between the 10th and 20th. Even positions like “Professional Goldfish Walker” if it existed. Got two interviews that went nowhere fast. Thought maybe I missed the energy window or something. Felt salty, but remembered August was next.
August Grind Mode
By late August, I treated job hunting like a military operation. Woke up at 5AM every day just to refresh job boards. Rewrote my resume seven times. Drank enough coffee to power a rocket. Did three networking events in one week where I smiled so hard my face hurt. Got one callback… for a scammy pyramid scheme. Almost threw my astrology chart out the window.
The December Hail Mary
December came and honestly? I was beyond done. But hey, I committed. Sent out lazy applications while binging holiday movies. Forgot about it until some random company actually called back ON December 15th. Blew my mind. Went through three rounds of interviews feeling zero expectations.
What Actually Happened
Turns out I got an offer… on January 8th, 2022. Dead middle of Capricorn season, not Virgo timing at all. The December interview just dragged because HR was on vacation. Horoscope timing? Total bust. But forcing myself to triple-down during those “lucky” periods did one thing: got me back in the damn game. Would I trust star dates again? Nah. But slapping those dates on my fridge kicked my butt into gear when I was sulking.
Moral? Luck changing ain’t about planetary positions – it’s about how many applications you sent while Mercury was in retrograde.
