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Death And A Salesman
Nov. 29th, 2010 09:01 pmA day of mixed emotions.
I landed a job today... half an hour after the interview, they called & want me to start tomorrow. The call came as I was entering the car-park of Liverpool Hospital to visit my seriously-ill uncle. When I arrived at Intensive Care, I found out he'd died not long before I got there.
I've spent the day with family & my incredible partner, who incurred the mother of all taxi fares to travel from the city to Liverpool. It wasn't until about two hours after my arrival that I remembered to tell anyone my seven-month Centrelink-sponsored lay-by was over.
As happens quite often with me, I had applied for two jobs ~ one of which was a dream... perfect role, wonderful product, internationally respected company, great salary. The other was for a role, industry & products similar to those I had in my last 'proper' job eighteen months ago ~ & I hadn't wanted that job then, either.
So of course, I didn't get the dream role, but was almost immediately offered the 'Step Back(wards) In Time' job. The only good thing about it is that it's relatively close to home. Other than that, it's back to the land of seven-days-a-week retail sales on the Bogan-infested Northern Beaches.
Rest In Peace Uncle
I landed a job today... half an hour after the interview, they called & want me to start tomorrow. The call came as I was entering the car-park of Liverpool Hospital to visit my seriously-ill uncle. When I arrived at Intensive Care, I found out he'd died not long before I got there.
I've spent the day with family & my incredible partner, who incurred the mother of all taxi fares to travel from the city to Liverpool. It wasn't until about two hours after my arrival that I remembered to tell anyone my seven-month Centrelink-sponsored lay-by was over.
As happens quite often with me, I had applied for two jobs ~ one of which was a dream... perfect role, wonderful product, internationally respected company, great salary. The other was for a role, industry & products similar to those I had in my last 'proper' job eighteen months ago ~ & I hadn't wanted that job then, either.
So of course, I didn't get the dream role, but was almost immediately offered the 'Step Back(wards) In Time' job. The only good thing about it is that it's relatively close to home. Other than that, it's back to the land of seven-days-a-week retail sales on the Bogan-infested Northern Beaches.
Rest In Peace Uncle
