..she said, staring at the entry for 1 January 2006 and realising that we're already half way through the first month and nothing's been posted here yet. So much for creativity. I've had the third interview today for a job that I'd really love to have but don't think I'm going to get. I keep running back through all three interviews in my mind like a film and feeling like I'd like to cover my face and point my finger at that poor girl sat there saying all the wrong things. Someone should give her training in how to present herself, for goodness sake. I'm distancing from her at the moment, preferring to remain cocooned in my belief that I'm a much smarter, classier operator than that person. I can imagine Bud sitting on the sidelines like a referree - or like the trainer of a football team - and jumping up and down and wringing his hands in despair when I miss the goal for the umpteenth time.
Er - sorry, when she misses the goal...
By the way, they haven't told me yet whether I've got the job. The big issue for the guy recruiting is that he finds me too introverted and quiet.
If he doesn't give me the job, I might just go and set up the Introverts Defence League and go and set up a picket line outside the European Parliament, demanding a ban on anti-introvert discrimination.
The lady who interviewed me today - she was from HR - did say (I should remind myself) that she thought there was 'a lot of quiet strength in introverts', particularly in a department full of extroverts as this one is slated to be.
If the guy who interviewed me is reading this blog post, then I have two things to say to him: 1. Despite what you think, this is not me. 2. I'M AN INTROVERT, CLEAR OFF!!
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