Shock and Awe

I generally try to avoid the use of profanities in my blog so you’ll need to cover your ears for a just a small moment whilst I get something off my chest….

Shit, shit, shit and, what’s more, fuck, fuck and fuck – I’ve only been bloody offered the job! I got a phone call from the agency bloke this morning who was all excited about the feedback from my interview and wanted to know whether he should push “our corner”. Naturally, I agreed and within about ten minutes he’d rung me back to say that the job was mine. I think my first words to him were “Bloody hell!” I’m just glad I was sat down at the time, otherwise I’m sure I would have keeled over.

But since nice things never happen to me, I then spent the rest of the day wandering around in total bewilderment and waiting for a phone call to tell me it was all a big mistake or having a mate laughing down the phone shouting “April Fool!” But then I realised that it was August, so I then thought that it could all be some sort of crank radio call or television programme set up. It was only once I’d received an e-mail with a document for me to sign and return that it finally started to sink in.

It will be really hard to leave my work mates but, since others have already moved on to bigger and brighter things, I don’t see why I should be denied what is most likely to be my last big career push too. Still, I’m going to make damn sure I keep in touch with them.

So, I’ve finally got a blog entry with some good news for a change. It’s only taken me about three years to get this far. I just wonder how long it will take me to find my soul mate too?