Sometimes I just go for it
I'm sorry for using song titles on my blog.
Finally we have broken the laws national identity and had good weather on a bank holiday weekend. Congratulations. I hope the sentence is worth it.
Wednesday morning I was ready on time to leave for the office. I was stupidly nervous about the interview but unwilling to admit that it mattered (surprise surprise). My last fortune cookie reared its carbohydrate head and came back to bite me on the butt again.
"Everything in life is luck."
I hope it isn't all down to luck or there are going to be a lot of undeserving winners. So in that last comment I probably just proved that luck is a element in our lives. Crime does pay these day afterall. I also heard yo get a good pension scheme with it.
Traffic was heavy and I had to rush to catch my train. As my shoes clattered up the platform the muffled announcement said that the train for London Liverpool Street would now be terminating at Ipswich where passengers will need to disembark for a bus transfer to Colchester before resuming their journey. I paused to catch my breath and check the overhead monitor for the next train but that had been cancelled. From there on I knew the day was going to be a wash out.
As the train slowed to a halt at Ipswich the intercom advised that we should all remain seated until told otherwise, twenty minutes passed, along with furtive glances amongst the passengers but still nothing happened. Then in quick succession three different announcements were made. the first was that this train was going to Liverpool Street afterall (to which there was an audible sigh of relief). The second asked us to leave the train as it would be returning to Norwich and the third said we were going to Liverpool Street again!? By this time I was confused and didn't have a clue whether I should be sitting there or waiting on the platform. The crowd of passengers heading to norwich boarding the train was a pointer in the right direction. I lurched from my seat before they had a chance to lock the train doors and made my way out to the car park to join the unsighlty queue for the bus transfer.
All in all, an extra hour and a half was added on to my journey, had they let us join the queue for the bus when we arrived this would have been substantially less but it's too late now.
I finally arrived in the office just after 11:00am looking rather flusterd and somewhat agitated. My interview was bought forward an hour so I knew that a lunch break was out of the question and I hadn't had a chance to write notes for my speech or go through my competancies as we are encouraged to do. Not sure about Vince but I know dave took notes in with him to the interview. They both said that it was tough and that Kath and Kathy (what a combination) had changed their personality and approach a few times throughout.
As I got up to go down for my meeting Dave (looking concerned) said, "are you not taking notes with you?" I shrugged nonchalantly and said I would be fine. He didn't seem convinced. The interview was just over an hour long. I don't mind admitting that I struggles to come up with examples for things every now and then but that I was reasonably happy with my presentation. I noted that they didn't change their style like the guys had said and seemed friendly throughout. I suspect that they had me in there to make up numbers and weren't really considering me for the role which would explain their differing behaviour. I also didn't get asked some of the questions that the guys got asked such as about how the company is doing financially at the moment. Lucky really because I wouldn't have had a clue.
What else? Erm, well the insurance people who said they would send us a cheque still hadn't and were making excuses as to why not. Tom lost his rag with them but not sure he actually got anywhere. Tom worked all weekend but he is off tomorrow until Friday then has Saturday and Sunday off which will be great.
It was the Carling festival this weekend so the majority of my friends were off camping. I am looking forward to their tales and impressions when they get back. I checked out a few of the live sets on the bbc Reading and Leeds official website. the streaming is really good quality so it was pretty cool.
Off to Essex tomorrow until Thursday. will tell you what the Ritz is like.
Finally we have broken the laws national identity and had good weather on a bank holiday weekend. Congratulations. I hope the sentence is worth it.
Wednesday morning I was ready on time to leave for the office. I was stupidly nervous about the interview but unwilling to admit that it mattered (surprise surprise). My last fortune cookie reared its carbohydrate head and came back to bite me on the butt again.
"Everything in life is luck."
I hope it isn't all down to luck or there are going to be a lot of undeserving winners. So in that last comment I probably just proved that luck is a element in our lives. Crime does pay these day afterall. I also heard yo get a good pension scheme with it.
Traffic was heavy and I had to rush to catch my train. As my shoes clattered up the platform the muffled announcement said that the train for London Liverpool Street would now be terminating at Ipswich where passengers will need to disembark for a bus transfer to Colchester before resuming their journey. I paused to catch my breath and check the overhead monitor for the next train but that had been cancelled. From there on I knew the day was going to be a wash out.
As the train slowed to a halt at Ipswich the intercom advised that we should all remain seated until told otherwise, twenty minutes passed, along with furtive glances amongst the passengers but still nothing happened. Then in quick succession three different announcements were made. the first was that this train was going to Liverpool Street afterall (to which there was an audible sigh of relief). The second asked us to leave the train as it would be returning to Norwich and the third said we were going to Liverpool Street again!? By this time I was confused and didn't have a clue whether I should be sitting there or waiting on the platform. The crowd of passengers heading to norwich boarding the train was a pointer in the right direction. I lurched from my seat before they had a chance to lock the train doors and made my way out to the car park to join the unsighlty queue for the bus transfer.
All in all, an extra hour and a half was added on to my journey, had they let us join the queue for the bus when we arrived this would have been substantially less but it's too late now.
I finally arrived in the office just after 11:00am looking rather flusterd and somewhat agitated. My interview was bought forward an hour so I knew that a lunch break was out of the question and I hadn't had a chance to write notes for my speech or go through my competancies as we are encouraged to do. Not sure about Vince but I know dave took notes in with him to the interview. They both said that it was tough and that Kath and Kathy (what a combination) had changed their personality and approach a few times throughout.
As I got up to go down for my meeting Dave (looking concerned) said, "are you not taking notes with you?" I shrugged nonchalantly and said I would be fine. He didn't seem convinced. The interview was just over an hour long. I don't mind admitting that I struggles to come up with examples for things every now and then but that I was reasonably happy with my presentation. I noted that they didn't change their style like the guys had said and seemed friendly throughout. I suspect that they had me in there to make up numbers and weren't really considering me for the role which would explain their differing behaviour. I also didn't get asked some of the questions that the guys got asked such as about how the company is doing financially at the moment. Lucky really because I wouldn't have had a clue.
What else? Erm, well the insurance people who said they would send us a cheque still hadn't and were making excuses as to why not. Tom lost his rag with them but not sure he actually got anywhere. Tom worked all weekend but he is off tomorrow until Friday then has Saturday and Sunday off which will be great.
It was the Carling festival this weekend so the majority of my friends were off camping. I am looking forward to their tales and impressions when they get back. I checked out a few of the live sets on the bbc Reading and Leeds official website. the streaming is really good quality so it was pretty cool.
Off to Essex tomorrow until Thursday. will tell you what the Ritz is like.
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