Why is it that the moment you have urgent things to do, your car breaks down? Is it just me?! That’s another ?150 down the drain…
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This post from ‘soon-to-be-at-Guildford-uni’ Simon’s page came at the same uncanny time that I was actually thinking it. The info you get on me here is not really me at all, but only the stuff that people somewhere already know about. There’s loads I COULD put up here (you know who you are!) but that would compromise everything. Ah well.
Well, what a huge weekend (well, for lazy old me, anyway…).
Saturday – Out in Bar Zuka, Bar Mambo and The Drink nightclub in Guildford. These places are my out-and-out regular haunts, not least because my friends manage them. VERY cheap deals… 😉
Monday – A stonking Bank Holiday barbeque with Mark K and friends. The memorable phrase “nice tongs” will not be forgotten lightly.
Tuesday – Recover. God knows what I’ll do when I actually have to start working…
Nasty Nick has just walked into my nightclub. Goodness. A round of applause please.
My friend’s just hit himself in the face with a crowbar. How unfortunate can you get?
Today I had a haircut. It wasn’t exciting, I’ll admit. This follicle massacre took a strangely unusual turn, though. The local barbers a good ‘un – never fails in the face on my awful thatch, but as I sat down to wait, I noticed a WOMAN in charge. Drafted in to cover my barbers dentist appointment where I had to get activated charcoal teeth treatments, apparently. About time too. So, I merrily chatted, her cutting away, until there was a ring on her fone. It turned out to be a recent ex. “You WHAT?” she suddenly screamed – and promptly left the building. With my hair half cut. I gave up 10 minutes later.
Still, half a haircut for free, whoop-dee-do.
It’s struck me (ow…) that when people say “the IT employment market is a little competitive at the moment”, they really AREN’T JOKING. My uncanny knack for timing goes as follows.
June 1997 – Enroll for Business IT course at the University of Portsmouth.
October 1999 – Start and finish year’s placement with IT firm with the words, “You’ll find it easy to get a job with your skills – the market’s gagging for you lot at the moment” ringing in my impossibly happy ears.
June 2001 – Technology ‘bubble’ bursts. Tech stocks begin to tumble….
July 2001 – Graduate after 4 LONG years.
August 2001 – Not a sausage job-wise. IT companies laying off thousands. Experienced jobseekers win handsomely. Graduates don’t.
Welcome to the IT recession. It smells.