The World of Work
Look, I am posting on my LJ!! Are you all proud of me?! (Don't think this is a regular thing, btw. It's not).
So anyway, here's what happened today.
12 noon: went for an interview at Courier Exchange, a freight exchange website for Transport Managers who have fleets of vans. Treked all the way to White City thinking, "I'm not really fussed about this job", got there, the place reminded me so much of Clearstone that I fell for it instantly. They were so impressed with me that they offered me the job straight away. Lovely people, seemed really nice. Arranged to start Tuesday.
1:30pm: Phoned Rob and Mum and Dad to tell them the good news.
1:45pm: Got a call from Transport for London to offer me a job starting on 28th April. Oh shit. DILEMMA! Told bloke I'd get back to him by the end of the day, and he gave me his direct line number.
2pm- 2:45pm: Panicked. Phoned ex-boss, response = Courier Exchange, because the job sounds more interesting and I'm less likely to get bored. Phoned Rob. Response = TFL because the benefits are better and it's more secure. Phoned Mum and Dad. Response = TFL for the same reasons. Phoned Debs. Response = TFL for similar reasons, and on the basis that it would be easy for me to get other interviews if I really hated it because it's on a shift pattern. So, 3 against 1 for TFL.
2:45pm: Phoned TFL back to confirm I would be starting. Got bloke's voicemail. Left message.
3:15pm: Tried him again. Still got VM.
3:45pm: Tried him again. Left another message telling him I needed to hear from before the end of the day, because I had to tell Courier Exchange I wouldn't be working for them before they went away for the Easter weekend.
4pm: Still no response from TFL bloke, so I emailed Courier Exchange saying I'd got another job and would not be starting on Tuesday (yeah, I know, I chickened out of phoning them. How crap of me).
4:15pm: STILL no response, so I phoned round various different TFL numbers until I found someone who could put me through to HR. Spoke to a woman who told me that Jacob (bloke who called me this afternoon) had been out training all afternoon. SO WHY DID HE GIVE ME HIS FECKING DIRECT LINE NUMBER THEN?! Asked woman if there was anyone else I could speak to about the job details, and just to confirm I would be starting. Nope. I explained to woman about the situation with Courier Exchange (didn't mention I'd already emailed them), and she just said "oh". HOW CAN AN ORGANISATION AS BIG AS TFL ONLY HAVE ONE PERSON TO DO THEIR HR?! She mentioned he might be back after 6pm. Great help. When everyone else has gone home.
So, now I am left having turned down Courier Exchange's job, not knowing whether I've definitely got the TFL one. I shouldn't think it would be a problem, but I now have to wait all weekend (probably, as who in their right mind goes back into the office after 6pm?!) to know the details of it and get it confirmed. Huh.
So anyway, here's what happened today.
12 noon: went for an interview at Courier Exchange, a freight exchange website for Transport Managers who have fleets of vans. Treked all the way to White City thinking, "I'm not really fussed about this job", got there, the place reminded me so much of Clearstone that I fell for it instantly. They were so impressed with me that they offered me the job straight away. Lovely people, seemed really nice. Arranged to start Tuesday.
1:30pm: Phoned Rob and Mum and Dad to tell them the good news.
1:45pm: Got a call from Transport for London to offer me a job starting on 28th April. Oh shit. DILEMMA! Told bloke I'd get back to him by the end of the day, and he gave me his direct line number.
2pm- 2:45pm: Panicked. Phoned ex-boss, response = Courier Exchange, because the job sounds more interesting and I'm less likely to get bored. Phoned Rob. Response = TFL because the benefits are better and it's more secure. Phoned Mum and Dad. Response = TFL for the same reasons. Phoned Debs. Response = TFL for similar reasons, and on the basis that it would be easy for me to get other interviews if I really hated it because it's on a shift pattern. So, 3 against 1 for TFL.
2:45pm: Phoned TFL back to confirm I would be starting. Got bloke's voicemail. Left message.
3:15pm: Tried him again. Still got VM.
3:45pm: Tried him again. Left another message telling him I needed to hear from before the end of the day, because I had to tell Courier Exchange I wouldn't be working for them before they went away for the Easter weekend.
4pm: Still no response from TFL bloke, so I emailed Courier Exchange saying I'd got another job and would not be starting on Tuesday (yeah, I know, I chickened out of phoning them. How crap of me).
4:15pm: STILL no response, so I phoned round various different TFL numbers until I found someone who could put me through to HR. Spoke to a woman who told me that Jacob (bloke who called me this afternoon) had been out training all afternoon. SO WHY DID HE GIVE ME HIS FECKING DIRECT LINE NUMBER THEN?! Asked woman if there was anyone else I could speak to about the job details, and just to confirm I would be starting. Nope. I explained to woman about the situation with Courier Exchange (didn't mention I'd already emailed them), and she just said "oh". HOW CAN AN ORGANISATION AS BIG AS TFL ONLY HAVE ONE PERSON TO DO THEIR HR?! She mentioned he might be back after 6pm. Great help. When everyone else has gone home.
So, now I am left having turned down Courier Exchange's job, not knowing whether I've definitely got the TFL one. I shouldn't think it would be a problem, but I now have to wait all weekend (probably, as who in their right mind goes back into the office after 6pm?!) to know the details of it and get it confirmed. Huh.