I'm starting a new job
in Aberdeen next week. Kind of lovely to get the role, granted it’s a contract
position and it’s a little awkward to travel to (OK a lot awkward, seeing as I
live in London in the south east of England and Aberdeen is all the way in Scotland)
which is over 9 hours drive. However I saw it as an opportunity and went for it.
So here goes, on my
initial trip to Aberdeen for the job interview, I decided for several reasons
(money and convenience) to go by coach. The coach trip took 12hrs (yes half a day, I kid you not). However as I was travelling overnight Sunday to Monday
it was beneficial as I got to sleep on the coach arriving at Aberdeen mid day
on Monday.
My interview was on
Monday afternoon, and the timing worked great. However after being on the coach
overnight, I kind of didn’t smell so good. Never fear smarty pants here (<me)
had prepared for this, I had packed my interview clothes along with some on the
go toiletries. So when I got to Aberdeen I made a beeline for the nearest mall,
which was fortunately for me annexed to the coach station. This was no basic
mall, this mall was newly done and to a very high standard if I might add (O
yea!). I went to first to the ladies and
brushed my teeth (you do not want to know the weird looks I got doing this at
the ladies sink), then I went into a stall and cleansed with wipes (several and
several wipes), came back out to put on my makeup with the aid of the huge and
properly lighted bathroom mirrors. My next stop was a ladies clothing store, a
brief browse and pick of a couple of items from the rack and I made my way to
the fitting rooms. I went into the
fitting room in jeans, a t-shirt and plimsolls and came out in a dress suit,
tights, heels and a whiff of “very valentino” perfume (booyah!!!). I handed my quick pick store clothes to the
attendant and headed for the coach station lockers, stored my luggage jumped in
taxi and headed for my interview.
Got there early with
time to spare, the interview went great (must have, got the job) and I scored
points when I responded to the interviewer’s question of how I travelled to Aberdeen.
Back at the mall after another cab ride, I sit to have Mexican for lunch (areeba)
and treated myself to a cocktail [which was richly deserved]. A couple of hours later, lunch done, window shopping
done, changed into regular clothes and took a leisurely walk back to the coach
station. Yes another overnight trip; with me sweetly snoring most of the
journey back to London.
To recuperate, I had
long soak, with a cool glass of water chasing down a full English breakfast and
just as I was retiring for a nap, I received the call that I’d got the job. Suffice
to say I took the nap with a big smile on my face.
Sharing the mutterings of a clouded mind. If I were anything other than whom I am. I would be nothing, I’m not fabulously famous or skinny gorgeous, I’m chaotically organised and madly passionate. A lot defines me, so little explains me. Many times it's Arrggh I don’t make sense, just as many times it’s Hmmm I totally make sense. I am GOD’s creation of wonderment. I couldn’t be anyone else but me. This page represents all that is part of me and all around me. I hope you love it.
Tuesday, 15 March 2011
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