So, yesterday’s interview went ok. I passed it, but needed to get hold of my passport, it’s one of these silly “prove your age!” scenarios. The stuff I can give is the stuff they don’t want. Well as soon as I got home I stormed the gates and the entire castle that is my bedroom, and, you guessed it, no luck!
I’m a firm believer in sods law. If you want something, you won’t get it. If you need something it won’t be there. So now I’m going to have to make arrangements to get a new passport, costing upwards of £100, and it’s going to take at least a week, all because at the vital moment, my passport, wherever it is, refused to exist. I know it should be in this very room, but isn’t, it isn’t here because I want it to be, that’s the most annoying thing. But anyway at the risk of sounding boring I’ll shut up.
So a series of telephone calls await me. To the agency willing to employ me, to the Identity and Passport Service, and a few unrelated others, and on top of all this, an assignment I thought was due in at the end of the week was actually due in yesterday. Can anyone say, FAIL?
Also I’m suffering in bad faith about all this… diary stuff. I don’t think anyone’s actually bothered; no one seems to be reading or at least commenting on it when I upload it to the internet. I’m only narcissistic to a point, but if anyone is reading, leave a comment, no matter how crap, giving me faith that there’s any point continuing. I’m not asking for analysis I can rebuff, though if you have any it would be awesome. Just let me know I’ve been read!
1 comment:
Chris, are you sure you've checked everywhere? lol - sounds bloody annoying to me, i've just had to renew my passport too, an expensive booklet that is. I still think they should be free. Fingers crossed for you about the job though, not that I know what it is mind you haha. Good luck. Sonia
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