Update:
Hey all,
Big news: as you remember, the other day I did a pre-screening for a library assistant position over the phone. Getting to that point was hard enough, because everytime I called the process was either 'on hold' because of technical difficulties, the screener was on lunch, or the office staff were convinced that I had to ring another office, who told me to ring another agency, who had never ever heard of the position I was looking for (and neither had their database).
Anyways, in the last hour of the last day to apply, I got through and did the screening, which I passed. But I was told that because there had been so many applicants, there wasn't any room so me to get to the next stage in the immediate future. But they would keep me on file incase another round was scheduled, which from what I could infer, might have taken place in... next February.
Yep. I thought that would be the end of it.
But today I received a letter in the mail from the office in question, inviting me to the next stage of the selection process next Friday.
Neato. I'll be a library assistant yet.
So, seven days to find out as much as I can about what a library assistant does, what will impress them at the selection day, what prep I should do, what I should wear, as well as shave, get hair cut, shoes shined etc.
More news as it comes.
Other news: The Turisas show was hella fun. The crowd made it feel a little more like a soccer match than a traditional metal show (in a good way), and friends introduced me to various other people worth knowing. Putting faces to names and the like.
Yesterday I did some skipping for the first time in I don't know when, and took care of rent matters up in Stratford (ferrying cash from one account to the other etc).
And then I headed to a signing at Forbidden Planet by Kieron Gillen and Jamie McKelvie, followed by post drinking at a nearby pub.
A note about the back streets of Soho: it feels very much like I imagined London to feel like; dense and dirty and labyrinthine. And it has nice pubs. Like the Lanes in Brighton, writ large.
Most interesting.
In any case: this afternoon I'm heading down to Bognor to visit family, but I'm taking my notepad with me because I have reviews to write.
Over and out.
-J
Big news: as you remember, the other day I did a pre-screening for a library assistant position over the phone. Getting to that point was hard enough, because everytime I called the process was either 'on hold' because of technical difficulties, the screener was on lunch, or the office staff were convinced that I had to ring another office, who told me to ring another agency, who had never ever heard of the position I was looking for (and neither had their database).
Anyways, in the last hour of the last day to apply, I got through and did the screening, which I passed. But I was told that because there had been so many applicants, there wasn't any room so me to get to the next stage in the immediate future. But they would keep me on file incase another round was scheduled, which from what I could infer, might have taken place in... next February.
Yep. I thought that would be the end of it.
But today I received a letter in the mail from the office in question, inviting me to the next stage of the selection process next Friday.
Neato. I'll be a library assistant yet.
So, seven days to find out as much as I can about what a library assistant does, what will impress them at the selection day, what prep I should do, what I should wear, as well as shave, get hair cut, shoes shined etc.
More news as it comes.
Other news: The Turisas show was hella fun. The crowd made it feel a little more like a soccer match than a traditional metal show (in a good way), and friends introduced me to various other people worth knowing. Putting faces to names and the like.
Yesterday I did some skipping for the first time in I don't know when, and took care of rent matters up in Stratford (ferrying cash from one account to the other etc).
And then I headed to a signing at Forbidden Planet by Kieron Gillen and Jamie McKelvie, followed by post drinking at a nearby pub.
A note about the back streets of Soho: it feels very much like I imagined London to feel like; dense and dirty and labyrinthine. And it has nice pubs. Like the Lanes in Brighton, writ large.
Most interesting.
In any case: this afternoon I'm heading down to Bognor to visit family, but I'm taking my notepad with me because I have reviews to write.
Over and out.
-J
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