msolga wrote:msolga wrote:msolga wrote:Had an abominable job interview today.
Aggghhh!
You know, when everything goes wrong? Yep, that was mine. Normally I'm pretty good in interview situations, but this one ....
I can't bring myself to talk about the details. I'm trying to forget about it. I still don't know the outcome (they'd be following up referees now) but I'm not exactly optimistic.
As I suspected, I didn't get it. Oh well.
There's a lot more to this story, but right now I haven't the heart to tell.
I feel like I want to give this job application business a rest for a while.
I'm tired & pretty dispirited & really want a break.
Damn!!!!
Yet the mortgage demands you keep going?
Can you put yourself on a relief teacher list? (You're gonna tell me you're already on it, I know.)
Going for jobs when you really need one sucks. It's bad enough when you have one and you're just kinda exploring.
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I hope today doesn't make me grimace etc, but yesterday did.
I have been fighting some damn bug for the last couple of weeks....yesterday, after improving, I woke up really ill again, and decided I really needed a day's rest.
So...I call work to cancel appointments.
As I am on the phone, a bunch of slats on my dumb slat bed decide to fall out, almost dumping me on the floor...and they are a bastard to put back.
The clerical person who answered is the least helpful, and it took her forever to get moving on cancelling my 9.30. In the end she gave me the number and I tried.
Couldn't get through.
Cursing and muttering, I ran downstairs to fly into work and see the people I couldn't cancel.
My starter motor is dying, but the car almost started twice, and I was too hyped to act fast enough to get it going. Then, it wouldn't start at all. I was about to call a taxi, but realised I was already late, and would likely not get a taxi for over half an hour, so I called work, and apologised over the phone to my clients, who had arrived. In a bit I have to go downstairs and see if I have a car that works, cos I am still too unwell to walk to work today, and it's gonna be hot.
I slept for hours, then tried to put my bed back together (which will slowly be a losing battle, as I damaged its structural integrity a couple of years ago by trying to move it too fast...it's a lightly made bed, and it's a long story, but it's true). I hurt my back and sustained major bruising during this process.
Then I decided to do a quick vacuum...and discovered that I really damaged my vacuum cleaner's handle...the bit that deals with all the electrics....when I was in a wee accident with it a while ago. It will have to go to the vacuum doctor. Then it gave me a startlingly painful electric shock.
And now I don't have a thing to wear.