When I was 16 I had my first job at a shitty fast food restaurant, and on the first day my manager told me, "The difference between a good job and a great one is often just a couple minutes "
20 years later It still pops into my head whenever I’m working on a project, or work task, or even just stuff around the house. Usually it’s right when I’m about to quit or give up and call it “good enough”. And for the most part, I’ve found it to be true.
Just wanted to drop this update in here for anybody going through this now: I finally got a job offer, but it took over 1700 total applications, and 11 months! I hope you have had some luck in finding something since your original comment!