A dream?
Right, so since I last did a proper update, I can't really remember what I've done.
All I know is that, right this second, I am sitting at my aunt Brenda's computer in Worcester, not really dressed for the occasion of a job interview, but that's soon to be remedied.
You know, this is the first job interview since my very very first interview ever at Morrisons. It's been a while, I wasn't interviewed at Friends Provident and the last one was McDonald's, which I couldn't have given less of a shit about, and yet still got the job.
But the reasons for the nerves, really?
THE JOB IS AT HMV
I'd repeat that but I'll just let it sink in. Can you even imagine? I mean, it's not as indie as I'd like, but it's HMV! I'll be working in a music store! I get to look down on people with shit musical taste! I would be loved and respected and admired throughout the student community. I will be proud to tell people where I worked in answer to that usually embarrassing question.
But first I need to get the thing. Apparently there are 6 or so other candidates, and I'll bet they don't have to say "actually, the soonest I can start is the 15th September, sorry". The fact that it would be costly and inconvenient to start immediately, especially given my trip to Prague falls smack in the middle of immediately and my move-in date, may work against me. We'll just have to keep the fingers crossed, eh?
That goes for ALL OF YOU.
