Hmm, ok. The planned update 'vis-a-vis' jobs has sneakily been put back until next week. I think that something profound will be declared, as everyone has been invited to dial in at the same time!!! Ye gods, what is to become of me? Anyway, on a positive note, I hastily rescheduled my physio appointment for tomorrow night. Every cloud, and all that!
Was at an assessment day yesterday. I wasn't being assessed, rather doing the assessing. I interviewed a rather lascivious young man. When we finished the interview, the dialogue went as follows:
Me: 'Have you any questions that you would like to ask me?'
Him: (in a 'patois-type' accent): 'Yeah man, how old are you?'
Me: 'Hmm, not really a relevant question. How old do you think I am?'
Him: 'I dunno, man. Was tinkin' 'bout 'mid-turties'.
Me: (thinking) 'Fucking bastard'.
He didn't get the job.
Not because of that. Rather because he was crap.
Got back late last night and collapsed into bed. A whole day spent travelling and speaking to muppets.
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