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fluffymarkFirstly - Thank you Thank you Thank you all for the host of useful replies to my job hunting queries. I've been organized and even applied for 5 jobs today. And millions of hugs to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
evil_nick for not only offering hints about how to polish my CV, but even going beyond the call of duty in attempting to find me a job at Panasonic. I'll get the new-shiny-CV back to you soon Nick, and you can pimp me at them. Yaaaaaay. *hugseveryone*
Now, I need hints in how to get rid of Jehovah's witnesses. They knocked on our door this morning, and one of them saw me and instantly started quoting passages about evil from Job (don't know what they were trying to tell me?). The other one was far more scary - he just smiled and said
`Hello Mark - are you still at Queen Mary College?'
Aaaaaaaarrgh!!!! One of the Jehovah's witnesses knows who I am. *hides*
You have no idea how scared I was. It transpired that he was on the Java course I taught last year. While the conversation had been turned away from sin and evil and instead focussed on computer programming (I'm sure I must be the first to discuss computer programming with Jehovah's witnesses), the downside was I felt I couldn't be rude and just shut the door on them. And because I talked to them and they know me, they now think I like them, and want to come back. Nooooooooooooooooooo!!!! Fortunately I'm moving in a months time, but what if they come back before then? What do I do???? Help!!! *hidesinalittleballincorner*
Men's clothing sizes are silly. As in, they tell me I'm not a man. I need to buy a suit, so today I go into a suit shop. They ask me what size.
Eeep!
`ummmmmmm...I've no idea' comes my small mouselike reply. *hides*
You see, I don't usually buy men's clothes. I know what size I am for women's clothing, but men's clothing defeats me. And theres a good reason for this. Men's clothes aren't designed in my shape and size. After trying on a couple of suits at the far extreme far end of the rail, it was determined there was nothing in the whole shop that would fit me. I was highly amused by this whole revelation. *giggles*. They found they could eventually order one for me in my size, and now I'm going to have to wait a week. And it's only going to get worse - I'm losing weight again. Someone send me chocolate. Please! *flutterseyelashes*
evil_nick for not only offering hints about how to polish my CV, but even going beyond the call of duty in attempting to find me a job at Panasonic. I'll get the new-shiny-CV back to you soon Nick, and you can pimp me at them. Yaaaaaay. *hugseveryone*Now, I need hints in how to get rid of Jehovah's witnesses. They knocked on our door this morning, and one of them saw me and instantly started quoting passages about evil from Job (don't know what they were trying to tell me?). The other one was far more scary - he just smiled and said
`Hello Mark - are you still at Queen Mary College?'
Aaaaaaaarrgh!!!! One of the Jehovah's witnesses knows who I am. *hides*
You have no idea how scared I was. It transpired that he was on the Java course I taught last year. While the conversation had been turned away from sin and evil and instead focussed on computer programming (I'm sure I must be the first to discuss computer programming with Jehovah's witnesses), the downside was I felt I couldn't be rude and just shut the door on them. And because I talked to them and they know me, they now think I like them, and want to come back. Nooooooooooooooooooo!!!! Fortunately I'm moving in a months time, but what if they come back before then? What do I do???? Help!!! *hidesinalittleballincorner*
Men's clothing sizes are silly. As in, they tell me I'm not a man. I need to buy a suit, so today I go into a suit shop. They ask me what size.
Eeep!
`ummmmmmm...I've no idea' comes my small mouselike reply. *hides*
You see, I don't usually buy men's clothes. I know what size I am for women's clothing, but men's clothing defeats me. And theres a good reason for this. Men's clothes aren't designed in my shape and size. After trying on a couple of suits at the far extreme far end of the rail, it was determined there was nothing in the whole shop that would fit me. I was highly amused by this whole revelation. *giggles*. They found they could eventually order one for me in my size, and now I'm going to have to wait a week. And it's only going to get worse - I'm losing weight again. Someone send me chocolate. Please! *flutterseyelashes*
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Date: 2003-09-05 08:58 am (UTC)I invite you out for real icecream and chocolate next time you visit london.
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Date: 2003-09-05 09:02 am (UTC)Am up this weekend, but it's getting a little packed with stuff already. Though am up there pretty regularly, like atleast the next 3 weekends.
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Date: 2003-09-05 09:21 am (UTC)What the fuck are you doing in Aylesbury ? It's a shit hole. You're in Aylesbury when I'm in London.
hmmm 14th....let me check over plans for the monday, but there is a possibility that I'm coming up on the sunday anyway. Plus it's the day before my birthday:)
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Date: 2003-09-05 09:46 am (UTC)Anwyay you still haven't told me what you are doing in Aylesbury
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Date: 2003-09-05 10:45 am (UTC)Visiting a lovely friend in Aylesbury. :) They're warned me about the place, don't worry.
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