YAY! new jobs
he ho people. Tis me once more. (i really must update more often but my life just aint that interesting)
I know I've been saying it for a really long time but I think I'm gonna be finaly getting outta this shit hole of a job within the next month or so.
Had a job interview last night. (bloody mess I was in) hmmm let me start again.
right! Last monday I was looking through the job sheets (as usual) and I happened upon a rather tempting offer. "1st line support engineers in hertfordshire." it read, "any knowledge of computing a bonus but not necessary as all training provided. Looking for a purely enthusiastic person who thrives on problem solving. £12,500 - £14,000" I think I can handle that. Well without hesitation i pulled up one of my prepared covering letters (of which i have 6, all for different sectors within the industry, and my CV and mailed it off.
Wednesday rolls around (and a lovely day it was too, spent with my ever adorable, incredible, intellegent, funny and sexy fiance) so as I am at home I decide to chase the matter as I have heard no word. Get hold of the recruiting guy (Finally! after calling about 5 different numbers and getting either an answer machine that doesn't sound as though it's for the right place or a receptionist saying "Who? Oh...he's at another number....) and when I talk to him he hasn't even looked at my CV (grrrr). So he picks my cv out of the files and states "I dont think you're quite suitable for this particualr job..." What!!! my mind screams in anger as my heart sinks. "The employer is looking for another person with some experiance in the industry though. Starting sallery at £14k and up. I thnk you'd be much more suited to that. I'll get you into an interview asap." heart and mind both stop there plummet for a WTF!! moment and then rocket up. WO HO!!! A big smile crosses my face.
Thursday rolls around and I drop my beloved wife to be off at home and go into work (at stupid o'clock in the morning) all smiles and happy. I attone myself by doing bugger all work and sit watching movies all day. (nothing unusual there then). The evening rolls around, have dinner with mother dear down the local, and relax into a night of buffy and angel (yeah I know, I'm a sad geek). Bout half midnight my phone bleeps into life with a text. It's from an old mate sam ( http://www.holocaust-ind.co.uk if your interested) claiming that there is a position going at his place. The very next day (Friday for all those who can't keep up) I send off my cv to him saying "do with it what you will. I am interested in da job." no more than an hour later i get phone call from his boss saying he would like me to comne to an interview on wed. "I'm there!" says I. As usual I checked my email only to find that the guy from the other job has appologised for not contacting me and states that they have been very buisy and he wants me to get into an interview as soon as he has time.
Went to Vikki's moms exibition that evening and we had a relaxed time. Pub was so boring we walked in then out again, opting for a movie and ice cream.
Spent saturday returfing the lawn (was pushed and pulled in a hundred directions by mom and manny) and trotted down to the firkin in hertford for the evening with my beloved and mark.
God I think this is gonna be my longest entry ever.
A good time was had by all and it was a shame when it ended. Sunday was kinda a non event since i did.... well ... nothing. The usual sadness that I had to drop Vikki off so she could go to work.
Oh sunday I was told to get my oil leak on my car fixed. "what oil leak?" i ask just before i see the bloody great puddle of blackness under my car. so back to the garage it must go.
Monday met up with Sam and grilled him about the job I may be doing. not really eventfull
Tuesday stayed at home and supposedly did some work. (I did a bit. honest.) Also saw my beloved again and it was great
Wednesday (or yesterday as it's otherwise known) car went into garage to be fixed under the explicit orders that it must be done by 5:30. Got a lift in with tom. Usual annoying day. Got back home at 5:15. Car not fixed (grrr) waited around the garage until 5:45. All that needed was a bloody hose and aparently they couldn't get it. much anger and stress i didn't need. Luckily one of the girls form the garage was going to the units where my interview was held so I got a lift and a promise that the car would be outside when i got out from the interview.
Got to the unit with time to spare and saw sam and the rest of the group there. the line "Look it's the Matrix" rang accross the air. I knew they were the type to take the piss but this was a bit outta line this early on. A quick "Oh like I havn't heard that before." made me feel better and worse at exactly the sme time. I held back the urge to say "yes i wear black clothes, sun glasses, have my hair tight back and my name is anderson but I was like this well before the brothers washawski (spelled something like that) had even thought of the matrix. Oh and yes I know kung fu."
Fitting and funny me thinks but with a little too much agression.
Anyway was introduced to the boss and taken into the workshop. Another wise crack of "be carefull with him it alwways hurts the first time, use the ky" followed us in. Again i held back the urge to reply with "Well I'm used to being fucked up the ass by my old boss" but again not sure how well it would sit.
The interview it's self was very strange. After being asked about myself I was asked what system I would build if I had no cash restrictions. I gave my answer forgetting the odd thing (for ppl that know me that's nothing unusual) but I thought I came accross fairly well. From this guy though things were very hard to read and that made me uneasy. Things went alot more normal after that with him giving me the usual spiel and saying that he had another interview to do next week and he would get in touch. Grrrr if they dun want me straight away I feel as though I have failed in my job.
When I got home I checked my mail (as usual) and found an email from the other guy saying that the employer is on holiday until the 23rd but he's really looking forwward to interviwing me as soon as he comes back.
I think there is most definately still hope
Anyway that is the end of that story... for now. The evening is a shorter one on facism that'll be written later. I'll try and make it shorter though.
Laters all
I know I've been saying it for a really long time but I think I'm gonna be finaly getting outta this shit hole of a job within the next month or so.
Had a job interview last night. (bloody mess I was in) hmmm let me start again.
right! Last monday I was looking through the job sheets (as usual) and I happened upon a rather tempting offer. "1st line support engineers in hertfordshire." it read, "any knowledge of computing a bonus but not necessary as all training provided. Looking for a purely enthusiastic person who thrives on problem solving. £12,500 - £14,000" I think I can handle that. Well without hesitation i pulled up one of my prepared covering letters (of which i have 6, all for different sectors within the industry, and my CV and mailed it off.
Wednesday rolls around (and a lovely day it was too, spent with my ever adorable, incredible, intellegent, funny and sexy fiance) so as I am at home I decide to chase the matter as I have heard no word. Get hold of the recruiting guy (Finally! after calling about 5 different numbers and getting either an answer machine that doesn't sound as though it's for the right place or a receptionist saying "Who? Oh...he's at another number....) and when I talk to him he hasn't even looked at my CV (grrrr). So he picks my cv out of the files and states "I dont think you're quite suitable for this particualr job..." What!!! my mind screams in anger as my heart sinks. "The employer is looking for another person with some experiance in the industry though. Starting sallery at £14k and up. I thnk you'd be much more suited to that. I'll get you into an interview asap." heart and mind both stop there plummet for a WTF!! moment and then rocket up. WO HO!!! A big smile crosses my face.
Thursday rolls around and I drop my beloved wife to be off at home and go into work (at stupid o'clock in the morning) all smiles and happy. I attone myself by doing bugger all work and sit watching movies all day. (nothing unusual there then). The evening rolls around, have dinner with mother dear down the local, and relax into a night of buffy and angel (yeah I know, I'm a sad geek). Bout half midnight my phone bleeps into life with a text. It's from an old mate sam ( http://www.holocaust-ind.co.uk if your interested) claiming that there is a position going at his place. The very next day (Friday for all those who can't keep up) I send off my cv to him saying "do with it what you will. I am interested in da job." no more than an hour later i get phone call from his boss saying he would like me to comne to an interview on wed. "I'm there!" says I. As usual I checked my email only to find that the guy from the other job has appologised for not contacting me and states that they have been very buisy and he wants me to get into an interview as soon as he has time.
Went to Vikki's moms exibition that evening and we had a relaxed time. Pub was so boring we walked in then out again, opting for a movie and ice cream.
Spent saturday returfing the lawn (was pushed and pulled in a hundred directions by mom and manny) and trotted down to the firkin in hertford for the evening with my beloved and mark.
God I think this is gonna be my longest entry ever.
A good time was had by all and it was a shame when it ended. Sunday was kinda a non event since i did.... well ... nothing. The usual sadness that I had to drop Vikki off so she could go to work.
Oh sunday I was told to get my oil leak on my car fixed. "what oil leak?" i ask just before i see the bloody great puddle of blackness under my car. so back to the garage it must go.
Monday met up with Sam and grilled him about the job I may be doing. not really eventfull
Tuesday stayed at home and supposedly did some work. (I did a bit. honest.) Also saw my beloved again and it was great
Wednesday (or yesterday as it's otherwise known) car went into garage to be fixed under the explicit orders that it must be done by 5:30. Got a lift in with tom. Usual annoying day. Got back home at 5:15. Car not fixed (grrr) waited around the garage until 5:45. All that needed was a bloody hose and aparently they couldn't get it. much anger and stress i didn't need. Luckily one of the girls form the garage was going to the units where my interview was held so I got a lift and a promise that the car would be outside when i got out from the interview.
Got to the unit with time to spare and saw sam and the rest of the group there. the line "Look it's the Matrix" rang accross the air. I knew they were the type to take the piss but this was a bit outta line this early on. A quick "Oh like I havn't heard that before." made me feel better and worse at exactly the sme time. I held back the urge to say "yes i wear black clothes, sun glasses, have my hair tight back and my name is anderson but I was like this well before the brothers washawski (spelled something like that) had even thought of the matrix. Oh and yes I know kung fu."
Fitting and funny me thinks but with a little too much agression.
Anyway was introduced to the boss and taken into the workshop. Another wise crack of "be carefull with him it alwways hurts the first time, use the ky" followed us in. Again i held back the urge to reply with "Well I'm used to being fucked up the ass by my old boss" but again not sure how well it would sit.
The interview it's self was very strange. After being asked about myself I was asked what system I would build if I had no cash restrictions. I gave my answer forgetting the odd thing (for ppl that know me that's nothing unusual) but I thought I came accross fairly well. From this guy though things were very hard to read and that made me uneasy. Things went alot more normal after that with him giving me the usual spiel and saying that he had another interview to do next week and he would get in touch. Grrrr if they dun want me straight away I feel as though I have failed in my job.
When I got home I checked my mail (as usual) and found an email from the other guy saying that the employer is on holiday until the 23rd but he's really looking forwward to interviwing me as soon as he comes back.
I think there is most definately still hope
Anyway that is the end of that story... for now. The evening is a shorter one on facism that'll be written later. I'll try and make it shorter though.
Laters all