I attended a job interview yesterday at a Ford dealer in North West London. It went very well and took longer than I had expected, which is a good sign. Got the old fave suit out, Balmain no less,whoooo, (see pic below) drab grey I think, but apparently a “safe bet” if the “find-a-job” gurus are to be believed.
This job was recommended by an ex work colleague who now works for that company and he has put in a good word for me. If the old saying “it’s not what you know, it’s who you know” is anything to go by, then I should be starting a new job in time to attend the company’s Christmas party! Yay! I heart Christmas parties!
Anyways, I’ll have to wait a week or two for an answer, and I hate suspense.
Meanwhile, from the monotony of my financially-imposed jail…
…all I can do is wait...and wait.
It seems to me that lately, if it wasn't for bad luck I'd have no luck at all ?!?