Another quick blog day:
Another quick blog day because I'm supposed to be going out to see Senser in Camden.
Today was pretty cool, even if I felt tired and conflicted.
Conflicted because I was trying to work out whether I should apply for the job at Borders.
I started making a list of reasons to stay or go on a blank piece of paper. Number 2 was 'Hot Solicitors'
Rather stupidly, I left this list in plain view on my Listcallers Desk when some young female solicitors were walking in.
D'oh!
Nevermind. They didn't say anything to me about it.
Other news:
Overnight there was a ramraid on a jewellers called Tiffanies, which led to the gang being arrested and one of them dying during the pursuit.
After the afternoon trial turned out to be ineffective, the Barrister in the case said to the courtroom 'I have to go, one of my clients has been arrested for Armed Robbery. Just so I don't look stupid, what is Tiffanies?'
Interesting.
Another interesting thing: I went to the Oxford Street Borders to gather more intelligence on the position offered. As it was, there were lots of people handing in CVs, but typical of London, not all of them could speak English.
They had run out of application forms at the 1st Floor Info Counter, so the girl sent me upstairs.
While I was waiting at the second floor info counter, the woman ahead of me asked the guy behind the counter if they had The Prince by Machiavelli.
He had never heard of it.
I told her to look in Classics.
The computer catalog system came back with the book being listed in the Medieval Section. The boy on the counter read it as Mid Level.
Somehow I'm not convinced that getting a job at Borders is an overly hard thing to do.
When the other guy at the counter returned with my application form, I immediately put it in my satchel, along with the 2000AD and the discounted Landscape Drawing book I was carrying.
Five minutes later, as I was perusing the Graphic Design Section, I realised that I had very nearly accidently become a shoplifter.
That probably wouldn't have endeared me to the recruiters.
In all likelyhood, given that I saw four people apply for the same job while I was in the store, I probably won't get it, but I'm still feeling conflicted about wanting to apply.
I think I'll post some of my thoughts either side of the argument when I have a little more time.
I do have to decide by Saturday, because that is the application deadline.
Over and out.
J
Today was pretty cool, even if I felt tired and conflicted.
Conflicted because I was trying to work out whether I should apply for the job at Borders.
I started making a list of reasons to stay or go on a blank piece of paper. Number 2 was 'Hot Solicitors'
Rather stupidly, I left this list in plain view on my Listcallers Desk when some young female solicitors were walking in.
D'oh!
Nevermind. They didn't say anything to me about it.
Other news:
Overnight there was a ramraid on a jewellers called Tiffanies, which led to the gang being arrested and one of them dying during the pursuit.
After the afternoon trial turned out to be ineffective, the Barrister in the case said to the courtroom 'I have to go, one of my clients has been arrested for Armed Robbery. Just so I don't look stupid, what is Tiffanies?'
Interesting.
Another interesting thing: I went to the Oxford Street Borders to gather more intelligence on the position offered. As it was, there were lots of people handing in CVs, but typical of London, not all of them could speak English.
They had run out of application forms at the 1st Floor Info Counter, so the girl sent me upstairs.
While I was waiting at the second floor info counter, the woman ahead of me asked the guy behind the counter if they had The Prince by Machiavelli.
He had never heard of it.
I told her to look in Classics.
The computer catalog system came back with the book being listed in the Medieval Section. The boy on the counter read it as Mid Level.
Somehow I'm not convinced that getting a job at Borders is an overly hard thing to do.
When the other guy at the counter returned with my application form, I immediately put it in my satchel, along with the 2000AD and the discounted Landscape Drawing book I was carrying.
Five minutes later, as I was perusing the Graphic Design Section, I realised that I had very nearly accidently become a shoplifter.
That probably wouldn't have endeared me to the recruiters.
In all likelyhood, given that I saw four people apply for the same job while I was in the store, I probably won't get it, but I'm still feeling conflicted about wanting to apply.
I think I'll post some of my thoughts either side of the argument when I have a little more time.
I do have to decide by Saturday, because that is the application deadline.
Over and out.
J
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