The 'London Buses' Story

You know that thing they say about London buses? About the fact you have to wait about 3 hours for one and then two come along at once? Usually, this would make your average passenger rather frustrated given the fact it is a probable waste of resources and time for both passenger and driver.... Zzzzz.... Sorry.

Well, today, it happened! Not with the buses. Incidentally, given that Father Mitten had stole the recently repaired Mittenmobile to go to work in, I had to take the bus. However, yesterday afternoon, I received a phone call from Sally. Sally was a woman. A woman with the keys to employment, and she offered me an interview at GoOutdoors! GoOutdoors, for those of you not in the know how, is a superstore sized camping shopping place that sells everything from tents to shoes to skis to kettles. Don't know why they sell Kettles, they just do. Anyway, they're looking for Summer temp workers, (which is perfect seeing as I'm off to University land in September), so I WALKED, Yes, WALKED, the 35 minutes to this huge place and found out I was indeed 35 minutes too early. So I had a wander round, trying to look interested despite not being interested at all, and eventually when in to see Ian.

It was an interview. Your classic, ridiculously-questioned, interrogating interview. I came out of it feeling OK about it. I feel I put myself across well, even if my knowledge of Outdoor Pursuity things was not really up to scratch. Ian told me they had members of their "team" who were Olympic Kayakists and members of their "team" who had ran 7 marathons in 7 days. I couldn't compete with that! I told him I had completed the Hadrians' Wall Walk, (which is sort of true, despite not completing it at all), and I think the meer fact that I walked there instead of taking the car he acknowledged I had, may have worked in my favour. I walked home thinking, 50-50. We'll see. I had more important things to think about, such as a nostalgic Debenhams lunch with the one and only Master Burkitt!

I grabbed a DayRider, (£3.50!), to good ol' B-Town centre and met Burkitt after his interview at some place that I forget the name of. As I walked towards him, I thought.... Something's changed... He had in fact got rid of his famous long, flowing locks and replaced it with a more, "professional" looking short back and sides. He looked like Donald Trump. Or Boris Johnson. Anyway, he looked very different! After our fantastically small panini in Debenhams, we made our way into town for a bit of a walk round, before I got another phone call.

It was a phone call from possibly the squeakiest voiced woman I had ever heard. Angie, from Citrine Recruitment. I had applied for a job about 3 weeks ago, (remember a job I had good feelings about?) Yeah, that one. I had completely forgotten about it, and she caught me completely unawares. I rang her back 10 minutes later and she offered me an interview for tomorrow! Great news, but I have my reservations. This job is a full-time Trainee Lettings Negotiator position. I know a bit about it, and I would like to do it, but she specifically said, "It's a great position for somebody looking to build a career". Could I possibly go to an interview knowing that I was going to effectively tell them to "F*** Off!" in 4 months time? It is a dog eat dog world out there, but my conscious may not be able to take the fact that I am being interviewed for a long-term position knowing full well I was going to screw them over in a few months time.

This is my dilemma. I could get a position that ends at the perfect time, but is something I honestly don't want to do, (Retail rubbish), or I could get a position that is much more interested in and that the bosses think I'm completely committed to, but I know I will quit in 4 months time. Of course, I may get neither, but what if I get offered both? What would I do?

Suppose I should just concentrate on the interview tomorrow. But this is certainly more action than I'm used to these days! Update coming tomorrow!