Hey All
Hey,
I did the Information Workshop whatever thing today.
Getting there wasn't hard: it was just a matter of jumping on the first train east fromt he station that I can see from the landing outside my flat (the only other useful place the train goes is Walthamstow Central). I did try to get a ticket, but a) some prankster had poured orange juice in the return tray and b) the machine decided that it wouldn't take my change. I swear to God, there would be a hell of a lot less fare evasion on the overland if their machines actually worked.
Once at Wanstead I just had to walk down to the library, which, since I was half an hour early, was a nice relaxed stroll.
Basically, they got a group of the applicants and put us in a room in the Library at Forest Gate and gave us the presentation about the position, the selection process and how to continue on the way. Plus they gave us envelopes with the application forms etc.
Here's the interesting stuff: apparently over 200 people called to apply for the position, of whom 110 made it to the written test (that I did last week). The written test was passed by 41 people, who were split into two groups to get the presentation today.
The 41 that remain will be vying for one of 11 positions available. Application forms are due next Friday (along with Supporting Statements or Personal Statements), and interviews will begin just shy of the end of this month.
Onto the next round.
In the meantime: tonight I'm going to see Neil Gaiman doing a speaking thing in Picadilly. Should be sweet, because Neil Gaiman is both a) a brilliant writer and b) a face-meltingly intelligent person with a stupidly charismatic public demeanor.
Should be fun.
Over and Out.
-J
I did the Information Workshop whatever thing today.
Getting there wasn't hard: it was just a matter of jumping on the first train east fromt he station that I can see from the landing outside my flat (the only other useful place the train goes is Walthamstow Central). I did try to get a ticket, but a) some prankster had poured orange juice in the return tray and b) the machine decided that it wouldn't take my change. I swear to God, there would be a hell of a lot less fare evasion on the overland if their machines actually worked.
Once at Wanstead I just had to walk down to the library, which, since I was half an hour early, was a nice relaxed stroll.
Basically, they got a group of the applicants and put us in a room in the Library at Forest Gate and gave us the presentation about the position, the selection process and how to continue on the way. Plus they gave us envelopes with the application forms etc.
Here's the interesting stuff: apparently over 200 people called to apply for the position, of whom 110 made it to the written test (that I did last week). The written test was passed by 41 people, who were split into two groups to get the presentation today.
The 41 that remain will be vying for one of 11 positions available. Application forms are due next Friday (along with Supporting Statements or Personal Statements), and interviews will begin just shy of the end of this month.
Onto the next round.
In the meantime: tonight I'm going to see Neil Gaiman doing a speaking thing in Picadilly. Should be sweet, because Neil Gaiman is both a) a brilliant writer and b) a face-meltingly intelligent person with a stupidly charismatic public demeanor.
Should be fun.
Over and Out.
-J
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