Job evility
Still waiting to hear back from last interview. The one for the killer job as manager of a toy shop. I was happy to wait a while because I was told that I would get called back even if I didn't get the second interview. All I want right now is a bloody answer!
In good news I do have another interview coming up. Not quite as cool as being a manager, but it is full time and permanent at least. It is at the Borders bookshop in Leeds. I have the interview on monday, so people should be sending out good vibes at around 2.
Busy weekend planned. Saturday afternoon is the filling in of the tattoo. It is going to hurt so bloody much. George is a freak, but I am normal, so it will hurt me loads. Getting a tattoo hurts a lot, getting a tattoo done over an area of skin that has already been repeatedly stabbed with needles hurts like you wouldn't believe.
That night I am going to my sister's leaving party. She is moving to Dublin to be with her boyfriend. He came here originally, but he is a trained bar man, and in Dublin that's a really well paid job. You have to do a full three year modern apprenticeship and get paid the same as most managers would get over here. He couldn't make ends meet over here, so my sister is going over there. She is a fully qualified nanny and should have no problem getting a job over there. I would say I was going to miss her, but I barely see more than once a year as it is.
Sunday morning is the yearly trip to New Mill for me and Jo. Her Dad's birthday and she goes up there to the field her dad's ashes are scattered in every year. I like that she goes up for his birthday instead of when he died.
And then in the afternoon a nice game of rugby. After watching the Giants last week and had so much fun when they stopped the Saints' winning streak by being the first team this season to beat them. Lets hope that I am lucky mascot and they win again.
In good news I do have another interview coming up. Not quite as cool as being a manager, but it is full time and permanent at least. It is at the Borders bookshop in Leeds. I have the interview on monday, so people should be sending out good vibes at around 2.
Busy weekend planned. Saturday afternoon is the filling in of the tattoo. It is going to hurt so bloody much. George is a freak, but I am normal, so it will hurt me loads. Getting a tattoo hurts a lot, getting a tattoo done over an area of skin that has already been repeatedly stabbed with needles hurts like you wouldn't believe.
That night I am going to my sister's leaving party. She is moving to Dublin to be with her boyfriend. He came here originally, but he is a trained bar man, and in Dublin that's a really well paid job. You have to do a full three year modern apprenticeship and get paid the same as most managers would get over here. He couldn't make ends meet over here, so my sister is going over there. She is a fully qualified nanny and should have no problem getting a job over there. I would say I was going to miss her, but I barely see more than once a year as it is.
Sunday morning is the yearly trip to New Mill for me and Jo. Her Dad's birthday and she goes up there to the field her dad's ashes are scattered in every year. I like that she goes up for his birthday instead of when he died.
And then in the afternoon a nice game of rugby. After watching the Giants last week and had so much fun when they stopped the Saints' winning streak by being the first team this season to beat them. Lets hope that I am lucky mascot and they win again.