So I had the job interview today (in Edinburgh). Why yes, I did get the job, thank you for asking 😀
I start in May, which is perfect timing as my OU work stops in June for the summer. I am really chuffed – I enjoyed the interview, felt that if I didn’t get it it would be because there was someone better rather than because I wasn’t good enough, and know it will be great experience. It’s a fixed term position, for 21 months, but it should give me tons of experience to bring to a permanent position.
Thanks Ian, and all, for your prayers and good wishes. I am really grateful. Hooray! 😀
NB I’m not saying anything yet on fb or twitter (I’m not on fb till Sunday anyway); I want to tell my family and work colleagues first rather than have them read something on fb. Thanks!
After last Friday’s not-great interview, I heard today I have an interview next Tuesday for the job I applied for at the weekend. Maybe the practice from Friday will stand me in good stead, who knows.
Ian has an interview coming up too. There must be something in the wibsite water.
Today I am pretty pleased with what I have managed to do – not least because I didn’t actually get up till 1pm, bliss! I have marked a couple of essays and did a little bit of work with my OU students (nothing too taxing), I have applied for another job online, I have written and submitted a proposal for a conference paper, and I have read an article ready for a twitter discussion this evening (like an online journal club). I have also managed within this to faff about and eat biscuits, so it’s all good.
The job interview on Friday was OK, but I am not holding my breath. They have another candidate to interview at some point next week, so I won’t hear either way for probably another week, but given my horrible week I wasn’t well enough to spend a lot of time preparing, and on the day I really didn’t feel in the mood for an interview and even contemplated not going. I’m glad I did though; it’s all good practice and actually spending a bit of time thinking about something other than myself and feeling sorry for myself was helpful and got me feeling a bit perkier and more motivated to get on with life. I’m actually looking forward to going back to work tomorrow (though I’m also looking forward to leaving work the week after!).
I can’t believe though, having been up less than 7 hours today, that I am already feeling tired and ready for a night’s sleep! What a lightweight.
I checked my emails this evening to discover I have a job interview at an unnamed Scottish university next Friday. It’s just for a 6 month job but it would be great experience. It would also be perfect timing as I only have 10 working days left at my current job.
One day *surely* my job will come (I already have my prince, luckily).
The Salvation Army furniture project came and took away some of the excess furniture left by the vendor today, here is some of it waiting for the pickup. They didn’t take all of it (they have hundreds of irons and kettles that aren’t selling, apparently), and I’m sad to report that the lovely painting of Sylvester Stallone which I had hidden under the microwave in the hope it would get lifted has been left behind.
I also found one of the vendor’s X-rays today! Just when I think there’s nothing weird left to be found.
In other news, I had an interview today for a job I really wanted – didn’t get it but they liked me and may offer me some sessional work to build up my experience; they also offered to meet me in the new year to discuss my career plans. So I can take lots of positives from it, but I am disappointed today. I’ll get over myself soon enough, but in the meantime the sloths from the sloth sanctuary in Costa Rica have been cheering me up. [More sloth love here].
I received this CD in the post – addressed to me, at the new address (so a finite number of people know I’m here), but no indication at all as to who it was from (it was sent by the shop). I’m enjoying the mystery – who could it be from? Santa works in mysterious ways, clearly. If it was from you, thank you, I like it very much! 🙂
I’ve had a funny old day today. I had a job interview yesterday, I am not confident at all that I was successful (I am pretty sure I would have heard by today if I had been) and although I think I did fine and didn’t make an arse of myself, nevertheless it is a bit deflating. I was already feeling a little deflated as I have learnt that the two new OU courses that I had been interviewed for, whilst they considered me ‘appointable’, the realities of student numbers mean that they are not able to actually appoint me this time. We are also having (hopefully only) mild hassles (which of course I am being an utter drama queen about) related to trying to get a mortgage, and so all in all I am feeling really ‘meh’ about things.
But taking this picture made me feel better. Green and wet. Scotland in miniature. We are so lucky to be living here in this beautiful place, and have so much to be thankful for.
Taken around 8.30pm. The temperature was just perfect then (at work during the day it’s just been too too too too hot).
In other news, I had a telephone interview this morning for some more OU tutoring. I think it went OK, apart from when I was talking about philosophy of evidence/knowledge, and found myself talking crap about ontology and epistemology (which I always get mixed up). Usually when I am aware I am talking nonsense I can back out reasonably gracefully, but this time even as I was thinking to myself “just shut up now” the words just kept on coming. Oh dear. We’ll see – they are interviewing throughout August so I won’t hear for a month. Fingers crossed.
Amazingly, it’s not only been a bank holiday, but the sky has been this colour all day! This was taken in the back garden and isn’t really representative of my day (apart from the blue sky), but this morning I had a job interview* (I decided against asking the panel to pose for the camera before I left) and this afternoon we sort of meant to go and explore a local country park but in the end didn’t get beyond the tip, Halfords and Sainsbury’s. So I took this just now before the sun goes down and the blue sky disappears. I wonder if the pigeon is the ****** that crapped on my washing the other week (the washing line is just below).
* the interview went OK, but I could hear my voice shaking as I spoke and it took ages to calm down, so I’m really not sure how I came across. I’m not hugely confident I got the job, of course I thought of a good few things I should have said while I was driving home, but think that shaky voice notwithstanding I didn’t make a fool of myself and acquitted myself well enough overall. I should hear by the end of the week.
This represents the joys of interview preparation. The job involves working with vulnerable people, so I had to fill in the pages and pages of an Disclosure Scotland form (the Scottish equivalent of the CRB check).
Our final stop on our holiday before heading for the ferry home was to see my friend S, who left London for Northern Ireland just after I left London for Glasgow. This is a picture of Anoushka, her cat, who is a real character. I don’t think she’s quite realised she’s not a leopard – her movements are astonishingly big cat-like.
Whilst people were glued to the Royal Wedding, we were at another wedding: HD’s brother got married on the same day as the royal wedding. It was an absolutely lovely day. The weather was perfect all day, the ceremony was beautiful, it was fantastic to catch up with family members, the kids were all lovely, and of course the happy couple looked amazing. I have chosen a blurred picture as they do not read this blog; I really like this picture though as although it is blurred you can still see how they are gazing at each other and for this moment there’s nobody else in the world, just the two of them.
Just recording for posterity: tomorrow I have a phone interview for some more OU tutoring, and also from tomorrow I am restricting myself to mainly emails and OU to concentrate on my thesis. Funnily enough it’s not writing itself 🙂 I will pop into facebook at the weekend to make sure my scrabble games don’t disappear (which is what happened when I gave scrabble up for lent), but will be distant and mysterious and enigmatic (!) for a bit.
To the question “How did it go?” about yesterday’s interview, I think “well it went …” is probably the best answer. It went OK, I didn’t feel like I did badly, am pretty sure I didn’t do amazingly, there was a larger pool of shortlisted candidates than I was expecting so the chances of there being none who were more experienced than me are pretty non-existent, I learnt plenty about what interviews for this sort of job are like … and I feel fine about it.
Thing is, now I’ve been there I’m not sure it’s what I want after all. It would be a long way to commute, and I’m not sure I’d want it enough to uproot for it. I’ll hear by the end of the week and will be very surprised if they offer me it. If they do I will have a dilemma. There’s lots about the job that would be ideal, and it would be a fantastic career move. But but but but.
On the train on the way home I had pretty much persuaded myself of the advantages of staying where I was and convincing myself it wasn’t that bad after all. Then I woke up this morning from a dream about one of my client families, which really isn’t the greatest start to the day. I wouldn’t miss that, that’s for sure.
I mentioned on facebook yesterday that I told HD I wanted us to be Tom and Barbara from The Good Life. Actually I think I’m at least half serious (even though I’d probably be more likely to channel Margot). I can dream …
In the meantime, my new OU students start this week, they seem very keen – long may this continue! I have nearly twice as many students as last year, so will really be earning my keep this time!