Over the last couple of days there has been all sorts of crazy, amusing and fun gossip running round my mates up here, which is making life utterly surreal. And then, but half an hour ago, I get an email through from a particular unnamed company saying they liked the test piece of work I did for them, and would I like to come down south next Wednesday for an interview.
Now, if you'd asked me about the kind of job I'd like to do upon graduation, I'd probably dither between something marketing based, and something creative-writing based, before refusing to answer the question and running off to cry in the corner. The fact that this job is a combination of both, and also in an area I am well known to have a very strong interest in, makes the whole prospect stupidly exciting.
It also creates one hell of a three day monster in the middle of next week:
- Tuesday - Do my 40 minute class presentation on International Store Operations
- Wednesday - Attend said interview
- Thursday - See Arcade Fire for the 1st ever time in Manchester, the band responsible for my favourite album of all time, Funeral.
Oh well. Wow, what a self-indulgent blog post. If you like, why not print out a copy, fold it into a paper aeroplane, and use it as luxury kitchen roll or toilet paper or something?