Thursday, November 02, 2006

Day 113: I Hate It When This Happens

An interview for a job I really want, doing something I am properly interested in. And I need another three days to think. But in an hour, I get on the bus and Head In To Town.

Better put some proper clothes on and brush my hair, then. "A brand is ...". Er. Um. Well it just is, isn't it?

Eek.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

Merde !

NON-WORKINGMONKEY said...

Mais non. It will passe bien, I am sure. I am Interested, tu vois. C'est fatal, that is. In a good way.

Tired Dad said...

Good GOOD luck.

apprentice said...

Bon chance. Check for chewing gum in the barnet before leaving the house!

Isn't a brand something you heat up really hot and mark things with, like a micro waved felt tip?

Tracy Lynn said...

Good luck, and I shall keep my fingers crossed for you. Metaphorically, of course, because I have loads of things that must be done today and am quite useless without my fingers.

Anonymous said...

Good luck! Sorry, I couldn't think of anything more original. But I hope it went well.

NON-WORKINGMONKEY said...

Thanks for kindnesses, lovely peeps. It was Good. Not In The Bag Yet, but Good.

No chewing gum in hair, didn't say anything stupid, and managed to keep pants on.

beth said...

particularly well done on the pants then.

oh, and, all the 'good luck' 'fingers crossed' stuff as well, obviously.

Anonymous said...

but - if you get the job then you won't be non-working monkey any more. will there not be an identity crisis (for us, if not for you, our name is legion)?

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