About a week ago, my dear friend HH came to me with a proposition: temp at her law-firm for two weeks, get paid over ten pounds an hour, with all-day access to the internet and time off when I needed it for interviews. This gives moi some dosh and them more dosh than if they went through a temping agency. The little bit of news kicked the now zombified and petrified Princess brain into (gasp!), a thought process, which went a little something like this.
"This is great. Get paid, get out of bed at a decent hour, have a fixed routine, and time off if I need it. Not that I will because there's no way that I'll get interviews that quickly. Plus, the money will help me with my trip to Nice".
One week later and I have 3 interviews in one week with hugely nasty people for jobs that I am totally under-qualified for. Here's an excerpt from the e-mail inviting me for interview: "Please note that we usually only accept candidtates with some if not all of the following qualifications. MBA, CFA certification, 5 years experience and fluency in Japanese".................. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHA!!!!!!!!!
So it seems that action results in action, which results in me having to plan for my post-humilation, post-mortification, post-disembowelment funeral. Good one Princess - you should have stayed on the sofa.
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