Seeing as this lot haven't got in touch with me when they said they would (does anyone?), it has reminded me of something I meant to blog from the interview day.
The interview went quite well, being a 'behavioural competency' interview done by someone I think was a psychologist, so I threw just enough knee-trembling dysfunctionalism into the mire to be interesting, and then levelled him with the full force of my well-rounded personality.
This may or may not have something to do with why I haven't heard from them yet. I refuse to comment.
On the way out of the interview, Alice called, and I was on the phone to her, walking to Euston tube station, when a Ford Escort (the old, traditional, angular type) rolled up to me. The windows were open, and Phil Mitchell's real-life equivalent was cloned and sitting in all four seats. I was a bit panicky for a second, wondering what the hell to do if these guys wanted directions and/or my wallet, but Passenger Seat Phil Mitchell held up a laptop.
"Here mate, do you want this?" Passenger Seat Phil Mitchell looks nervously up and down the road, as do Driving Phil Mitchell and the two Along For The Ride Phil Mitchells.
"No thanks mate, sorry, no cheers, er, thanks," - Me, nervously,accidentally hanging up on Alice in the process...
The Escort rolls off, followed twenty seconds later by a none-too-subtle patrol car.
The London interview before that; for Tribal DDB, I was randomly wandering around near Marble Arch, searching for a bin (is this what the IRA have achieved - turning London into a shithole with no bins?) only to be warned off the first one I'd spotted in fifteen minutes by a cheerfully grinning bloke who informed me that the police were on their way, and look, next to that bit of newspaper - you can see the fingers.
Ah yes, London.
This weekend just gone has done a lot to change my rather diminished opinion of London (and where you could stick it), and I feel a lot more...casually disposed...to the great city. I spent almost 36 hours there this weekend, and nothing criminal/horrific/supernatural happened to me.
I could grow to like the place.
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