I have a job interview tomorrow — the first one for a while. Okay, granted, I haven't been looking for a while due to the fact that I've been enjoying the freelance work I've been doing, but the position in question (which I won't discuss for now for fear of jinxing it) is one that would be pretty much ideally suited for me, given my background, skills and indeed what I'm doing right now. As such, I'm looking forward to it.
The whole recruitment process is, a lot of the time, very artificial. I recall one time when I happened to catch a glimpse of a letter that someone had written to the place I was working at the time, asking if there were any jobs available. The language used throughout was all very flowery and took in pretty much every application cliché that there was along the way. Said applicant was "confident" and "enthusiastic" and I'm pretty sure she was "passionate" too. I'm not sure if she was a "talented generalist" (apparently that was the fashionable thing to be a little while back, I'm not sure if it still is) but she probably had plenty in the way of "transferable skills" and "relished" the "opportunity" on offer.
I mock, but I'm pretty sure everyone is guilty of it at times. But where does all that language come from? I remember sessions in English Language classes at school dealing with "formal letter writing", but that mostly focused on layout and ensuring you put the correct "Yours faithfully/sincerely" at the bottom of a letter — a practice which seems to have fallen by the wayside in the age of the email, incidentally. I don't remember classes teaching you buzzwords that you should use in job applications.
Perhaps that's where school career advice is going wrong, though. I remember the whole Careers Week thing, where you took that questionnaire and you laughed when the kids of questionable intellect got "shepherd" and "chimney sweep" suggested as potential career paths for them. But I don't remember getting any particularly useful advice out of them, barring thinking that I wanted to do something involving writing, even then. And I didn't need a Careers Week to know that — I had already pretty much figured it out.
Of course, it's not that easy, and your life follows paths that you might not have predicted along the way. Is it chance? Fate? Destiny? Or is it the result of free will and conscious decisions that you make? Either way, it's often fairly unlikely you find yourself doing exactly what you'd imagined you'd be doing straight away. You might get there in the end, but there seems to be an awful lot of "paying your dues" along the way initially — unless you're one of the very lucky ones, of course.
Well, I think I've paid my dues by now. It's time for awesome things to happen. Bring it on, tomorrow.
I've been playing a shit-ton of The Witcher recently, and if you haven't played it, you probably should. Unless you have a PC that won't run it very well. And even then, you should at least try and play it, because even on low detail it's still an excellent game — as is the sequel, from what I've heard… though the sequel is significantly more demanding on your poor old graphics card and processor than its predecessor.
I'm not going to pretend to know everything about this footballer/slag business that is all over the news at the minute, and I'm not particularly concerned about said footballer's hilarious attempt to sue Twitter over supposedly breaking his precious superinjunction, because that's like someone suing a sword manufacturer because their hand got cut off by an insane nutter with a sword.
It's been a while since I went through the top songs on Spotify, so I think it's about time we rectified that right now. I'm going to do it with a twist this time, though. Since it's been so long since I listened to the radio or watched any kind of TV with modern pop-type rhythm music in attendance, I'm sure there's a lot of stuff out there that I've never heard before. So I'm going to completely subjectively go off my gut instincts after no more than 30 seconds of each song. I am also going to use no more than three words to discuss each song. And I'm going to sample 23 songs, just to be completely arbitrary. What could possibly go wrong?
[I'm away for the weekend so am away from comic-making tools. I could use Windows Paint, but I'm not going to. So there.]
It's the 21st century. If you grew up in the 20th century like I did, this means that you're officially In The Future, because saying "21st century" sounded like it was a very long way off and not, as it happened, just around the corner.
Those who have — ooh. Hold on. [gets momentarily distracted by the new WordPress interface that has apparently launched today.] Pretty.
It should be abundantly apparent to most people by now that time is not a static thing and it moves at different rates according to what you are doing. The expression "time flies when you're having fun" is absolutely true, but so, too, is the lesser-known "time crawls when you're in a German lesson."
I have something of a — what — phobia? I'm not sure it's that serious, but I have something of a thing about saying people's names, for some inexplicable reason. It might be something to do with the fact that I never really liked my own name or the way my voice pronounced it when I was a kid (hence my habitual shortening of it to "Pete" everywhere in the world these days) or it might just be one of my many strange and inexplicable neuroses.
Everyone supposedly misses their childhood, a time of innocence and purity when you could make fart jokes without worrying about your potential audience. And sure, there are plenty of awesome things about childhood — and plenty of reasons to ensure you keep an air of immaturity handy should the occasion demand it. But there were plenty of shitty things, too. So, in the best tradition of online journalism, I present to you the Top Five Reasons Childhood was Shit/Awesome.