a productive day!
When I woke up this morning, I had nothing to actually do.. I mean, I had things to do, but not appointments or meetings to make. Within an hour of leaving the house (which I did at 1030 or something stupid) I already had a flat viewing arranged for 1400 and a job interview at 1530. Looking good! After walking around the square for a bit, talking to estate agents and what not I retired back home for a bit to eat and some e-window-shopping “for the mrs”.
The flat was fucking cool, a little steep at √Ǭ£420pcm but it was lush! Completely newly fitted, new kitchen, new bathroom, newly plastered and painted walls, new electrics, the works! Nice and spaceous, with lots of light to the living room. Mixed living room/kitchen, which I’m very fond of!
After a hike to lytham, I arrived at my job interview. Had a chat with the guy, and he seemed pretty keen on me. Towards the end of the interview he said:
Guy: I presume you’re wanting to start right away?
Me: Well, as soon as possible, yes
*Guy looks around office*
Guy: Well as you can see it’s a little busy in here at the minute…. Let me ring you on thursday, I’ll either have another desk or an empty one for you by then.. I normally run this kind of thing by the Directors but you seem like a smart lad.
Seems pretty hopeful to me!
That’s about it really, tried to get my post on the way home but nobody was home. Going to bed now cos some tw*t has split shit all over this keyboard so the keys keep sticking and it’s doing my fucking head in. ‘nite
Update: Oh yeh, forgot to mentioned, spoke to the silly bitch who interviewed me a few days ago too.. I didn’t get the job. Fuck her. Fuck her in her silly fat ass.