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hilsWell, here I am beck from London and exhausted. This has to be one of the longest days ever.
My day :- Spent the train journey down workin on the new fanfic for my site. Got really into it and it's about half done already.
Arrived in King's Cross at 12:15. Bought a tube ticket and made my way to Southwark. Got a bit lost and wandered around for an hour until I finally found the place I was supposed to be. The building was huge and I felt very small. Realised I had an hour and a half to kill before my interview so decided to go and get some lunch. Ended up in Starbucks.
Bought a sandwich and ate about 3 mouthfuls before realising I was too nervous to eat. The idea of food made me want to puke. Still, managed to get a frapuccino down so there was no risk of me fainting in the interview. Wandered around a bit more until it was finally time for me to go in.
Sat around for a few minutes until the guy who was interviewing me came down. Was slightly disturbed to find he must have only been about 5 years older than me. Still, he was friendly and I felt a little more relaxed. Had to fill in an application form which I hope I didn't mess up too badly. I was so nervous I couldn't remember anything, not even people's addresses who I've known for years.
After the application I had a one on one chat with the guy who came down to meet me. He was really nice and I think I coped ok, aside from the nerves. It was bad, I couldn't even talk about my website which normally people can't shut me up about.
Then he went away and I was interviewed by two other people who were just as nice. One thing that I was kicking myself about was when we got talking about Buffy. I was asked what I thought about the transition of the characters from High School students through to adulthood. For some reason I feel the need to be polite and I said I thought it had been handled well when in fact I should have said "Season 4 sucked, Season 5 was marginally better and Season 6 was awful." Damnit! Why do these things make me so nervous.
Anyway, everyone I spoke to seemed really nice and I would LOVE to work there. Unfortunatley the wage is only £11, 000 a year which is terrible for London. I don't think I could survive on that wage. But of course, I'm never going to find work in the area I want unless I move to London. So here's the dilema. If they offer me the job do I take a risk and move to London where I'll be working in what seems like pretty much the perfect place for me. Or do I stay in York where it's affordable but I hate my job. It's a tough choice. I'm going to have to think about it a lot. I suppose I should wait and see what they offer me first.
On the way home I was sat next to a loud American woman and her two annoying children who wouldn't shut. She even listened in on a phone call to Tom where I was telling him about the interview.
Still, I'm home now and very tired. Shall be crawling off to my bed soon.
My day :- Spent the train journey down workin on the new fanfic for my site. Got really into it and it's about half done already.
Arrived in King's Cross at 12:15. Bought a tube ticket and made my way to Southwark. Got a bit lost and wandered around for an hour until I finally found the place I was supposed to be. The building was huge and I felt very small. Realised I had an hour and a half to kill before my interview so decided to go and get some lunch. Ended up in Starbucks.
Bought a sandwich and ate about 3 mouthfuls before realising I was too nervous to eat. The idea of food made me want to puke. Still, managed to get a frapuccino down so there was no risk of me fainting in the interview. Wandered around a bit more until it was finally time for me to go in.
Sat around for a few minutes until the guy who was interviewing me came down. Was slightly disturbed to find he must have only been about 5 years older than me. Still, he was friendly and I felt a little more relaxed. Had to fill in an application form which I hope I didn't mess up too badly. I was so nervous I couldn't remember anything, not even people's addresses who I've known for years.
After the application I had a one on one chat with the guy who came down to meet me. He was really nice and I think I coped ok, aside from the nerves. It was bad, I couldn't even talk about my website which normally people can't shut me up about.
Then he went away and I was interviewed by two other people who were just as nice. One thing that I was kicking myself about was when we got talking about Buffy. I was asked what I thought about the transition of the characters from High School students through to adulthood. For some reason I feel the need to be polite and I said I thought it had been handled well when in fact I should have said "Season 4 sucked, Season 5 was marginally better and Season 6 was awful." Damnit! Why do these things make me so nervous.
Anyway, everyone I spoke to seemed really nice and I would LOVE to work there. Unfortunatley the wage is only £11, 000 a year which is terrible for London. I don't think I could survive on that wage. But of course, I'm never going to find work in the area I want unless I move to London. So here's the dilema. If they offer me the job do I take a risk and move to London where I'll be working in what seems like pretty much the perfect place for me. Or do I stay in York where it's affordable but I hate my job. It's a tough choice. I'm going to have to think about it a lot. I suppose I should wait and see what they offer me first.
On the way home I was sat next to a loud American woman and her two annoying children who wouldn't shut. She even listened in on a phone call to Tom where I was telling him about the interview.
Still, I'm home now and very tired. Shall be crawling off to my bed soon.