I stayed in alone, and ate sharp vintage cheese and drank cider. Watched the old rockers on the tele, my long time readers will be familiar with my afficiondo for aging rockers.
And that was as exciting as it got. I saw the New Year in and it the world didn't end, alas now I will have to make decisions.
There was a phone call Friday, I have made it past the initial stage. However while I am passionate about customer service and have excelent customer service history, and while I am keen on permanent full-time as job security i.e I want a regular pay check that I know what it will be every week, not 20 hours one week and 16 the next! I still need to display a passion for banking, a passion for banking????? And I actually got asked for the first time ever, what do you about our company? To which my reply was, aside from your a bank absolutely nothing.
I need to be able to display I am passionate about banking, have some knowledge about the company and come up with another reference from an employer.
And I'm still in two minds about my current employers, do I come clean and ask nicely if they would be a referee? Or do I persist in sneaking about and waiting to see what happens. I can't afford too many 16 hour weeks, or worse. Probably be better back on the dole queue.
I'm begining to regret applying for this job now, I was excited about the possibility of full-time permanent. As for banking, give me the job and I can be passionate about whatever they want.
And if all else fails, the Players Club in Hobart (you know the one that had the feud with the church), is advertising for dancers - make $2,000+ a week. Clearly there still in business, good business by the sounds of things. Nothing like a bit of contoversy to bring in the punters is there? I could be there now with my sequins and feathers, up on stage doing my dance to "I Did It My Way!" sung by Frank Sinatra (as written by Paul Anka, I bet he's glad of that now).
"And now, the end is here (technically the end was yesterday, but why mess with a classic?)
And so I face the final curtain
My friend, I'll say it clear
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's fullI traveled each and ev'ry highway
And more, much more than this, I did it my way"
Yes, it is all becoming clear to me now, I was destined to be on the stage. Perhaps as the cleaner who comes after the show and sweeps it.
Nothing to report on the knitting front, after everything going so well with my Whitewater Wristwarmers I suddenly lost the will to knit. Must be the heat. But I am going to perserver on with the hat, and hopefully get it onto the double points today. It's just a matter of getting back on the horse so to speak.
Until next time,
A bona fide red head who's damn cranky (must be the heat).