In the end, I didn’t get the job in Jordanstown I was interviewed for. However my employment advisor will hook me up with a fella who might streamline my job search and find a job that would suit me better.
Just after submitting a resumé to the company my brother now works for, but to become a software tester in their County Donegal office. It has been seventeen years since I last worked in that field, but did a mini-course in software testing two years ago. Gotta hope for the best.
My brother has proven to me that the vocational route in education is a much more productive and prosperous route to take than formal schooling. Ireland can only produce so many Teachers, Doctors, Nurses and Chemists.
More terror attacks, this time in London. When will Britain stop obeying America? The invasions of Afghanistan and Iraq have created a domino effect.
Anyways, I’m still here and still have hope. Hope will only evapourate whenever I’m pushing daisies. 🙂
And that’s traditionally a sign that I will receive money. 🙂
Not only is there a possible job prospect, but there could be closure on the distribution of money that my gran had in the South of Ireland that me and my brother will discuss with our solicitor on Friday. And, also, my gran had life insurance with Royal Sun Alliance that I noticed in the bank statement that I requested to close.
No offers for marriage, please. I’m not gonna flash the cash; I’m no longer gullible. :p
Had my interview this morning. It’s now up to the man in the sky.
Driving to Jordanstown avoiding Sandyknowes junction was a challenge all in itself, but I asked THREE shops and I eventually got there in good enough time. Driving back I realised that I turned right too early heading over there once I saw a Crèche on the way back I remembered from heading over.
Prior to the interview I was given a twenty-minute task of handwriting a letter, correcting any mistakes, and then completing an Excel spreadsheet. I completed both tasks, but was unnerved. The interview was touch-and-go, but after I got home I sent the HR Manager a thank you e-card by email.
I have a copy of Richard Bolles’ ‘What color is your parachute?’ and this is the first times I have been called into action in relation to it. 🙂
Then I had to head to Cookstown to get a massage and counselling. Back home and trying to calm down after all the caffeine. All in all, a good day. 🙂
Takuma Sato won the Indy 500. Fernando Alonso’s engine gave up the ghost with about thirty laps to go. Scott Dixon and Jay Howard must be the luckiest men alive after their collision.
Tomorrow is a Bank Holiday here. No Memorial Day, that’s in November, but I can prepare for Tuesday’s interview like a student doing last minute revision.
I am ready to hit the hay.
Next Tuesday I have a job interview with a car hire company based in Jordanstown – between Carrickfergus and Belfast – and this time I AM willing to attend the interview, having turned down so many offers for interviews due to travel issues. However, with my new car and an increased sense of motivation, I feel that I can manage the journey for work.
This afternoon I drove to Derry and back for a careers fair at Ebrington House, former Army Barack turned into a social setting, however it was predominantly for kids. But I did buy an ice cream there and submit both printed resumés I had. One to an IT firm for a US insurance company and the other to an Insurance company who operate locally who have a call centre in Derry. Driving to and from Derry is a forced exercise for me due to the Sperrins being dissected by the main road from Belfast to Derry, but I faced my fears and got home safely.
However, there was a band in one of the tents at the careers fair playing cover versions of ‘Get Back’ by the Beatles and ‘High and Dry’ by Radiohead. 🙂 Perhaps there is hope for future generations. 🙂
Yesterday I observed the Minute Silence for the kids killed in Monday’s Suicide Bombing in Manchester. To Hell with suicide bombers and those who fund them. (won’t mention names)