reddragdiva | And it's a gushing, tumbling cavalcade of pimps!

The recruiters are swarming - I've been woken by pimp calls every day this week, with more pimp calls through the morning and afternoon. Either (a) my efforts have hit some sort of critical mass (at circa twenty applications a week, I should bloody hope so), (b) the market is finally improving or (c) it's coincidence ...

In any case, I've had enough calls from the darlings and my CV actually put forward to enough places by them to expect a discernible result or two.

So I have an interview in Oxford on Monday afternoon. (Have already told sushidog and diffrentcolours to put on their thinking pants and come up with suitable entertainments for the interview-frazzled.) The job looks like complete shit - £18k for PFY work, with the carrot being SCSA and *ahem* McSE training - but it most certainly beats the £2.5k the dole offers.

Ah, Oxford ... London cost of living with small town entertainments, and a job offering academic pay with private enterprise perks. Best of all possible worlds.

In juicier offers, there is a ClearCase admin role with an investment bank I went for, goodness, about four or five months ago. They were desperate to fill the job at the time - the one and only consultant performing the task had turned down a work permit, because he wanted to go home to the US. Of course, the job is still open. So they called me to tart up the CV for internal resubmission. And through it has gone. Hey, fine by me.

Oh, and I had the following conversation on Friday afternoon (and am waiting on the call with the interview time):

"Oh, hello ---. What's up?"
"You've got an interview."
"Oh, good. When?"
"No idea, but I'm one of your interviewers. Remember, we've never met, okay."
"No worries. Who are you again?"

Here's to nepotism - source of all the good jobs.

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Yes, and Jodi, you have to come...besides, David said Whitby was unseasonably warm last November (not that I'm counting on that).

Siobhan, meeting you will make up for missing out on C8 *grin*

Which was, go to Whitby. Get accommodation in one of the outlying villages (I have a car and don't drink). Spend lots of time in the pub, the bazaar, wandering about Whitby. Attend some variation of net.goth meal and maybe one of the Sunday night events. Do not set foot in the Spa.

I always thought it was too crowded and the facilities were poor, but after how well things ran at the Spectrum in June, I *will not* queue for half an hour for the bar, or for the toilet. I just won't.

We were going to do this next April so we could do some touristy stuff on the north yorks moors. Maybe we'll bring it forward.

Jodi

Well, the universe didn't explode when Sexbat and I finally met ... I expect it'll survive you and I meeting.

I picture yourself,

hirez and I sitting in the pub, pontificating on the youth of today ...

Excellent! Our cottage is booked from Thursday 31st of October and we check out on the following Tuesday. I plan to do a lot of touristy stuff around Whitby itself, like see the replica of HMS Bark Endeavour and go on a ghostwalk, as well as spend a lot of time in the Elsinore.

And it's a gushing, tumbling cavalcade of pimps!

Re: future plans

Looks like I'll have to go with Plan B

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