Sep 22, 2006 13:42
My last interviewee wasn't there when I rocked up today. Although I'm frustrated (I missed out on another interview yesterday due to inability to coordinate that persons times with the bus timetables) that I've only done 4 in-depth interviews, rather than six, I can't blame them. I have that strange feeling that you get as a health professional that the person is most likely in hospital.
It does mean I'm coming back to Bris a couple of hours earlier than expected. Should be a relaxed drive.
If I hadn't done good interviews and booked an extra important meeting that went well, I'd feel a bit guilty about this trip. Mainly that I spent so much (of my) money. For some reason, holiday = spending spree in my mind. But nonetheless I have a funky little gong to play with. Yes, a gong. I've been thinking about them for a while though.
Seems today will be different to what I expected.
Oh, and I just took a swim on the beach to pass the time while I waited to see if the interviewee was going to call me back. And I listened to cool music and read my book. And yesterday I went out for noodles, went to the art gallery, swam on the beach, went shopping and caught up on reading (strategically worked in around PhD activities such as coding). Life is hard.