is back again from India - sporting a sarong. It looks good. His legs aren't bad either. 'But you must be freezing', I say, wearing toggle 38 duvet coat. He says, 'na, mate'. I hate that 'mate' thing. It really drives me virtually insane.
So....he offers to make me a cuppa - and apologises that it's instant stuff - like he knows about me and my pseudo obsession with cawfee.
Maybe I should be a bit more mysterious.
Tomorrow I will arrive wearing a Venetian mask and a Native American headdress.
Will see how my day unfolds.
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About Me
- The latte days in North London
- So like a lot of people due to funding cuts etc etc I find myself at 42 on the scrap heap. 16 years of experience working in further education....and tbh it wasn't a career choice that I planned after University. I just landed a job and continued to work in the sector going from project to project. Not very exciting you might think and many times I thought the same. So for one reason or another I find myself looking for that job that will excite, entice and appreciate my knowledge and skills. You'd think it was a no brainer but interviews are getting tougher and tougher and no candidate is left unscathed by the process, I'm going to ue this blog to feedback and reflect on each of my interviews and maybe I will learn something on the way on how to clinch that job.
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