Phonecall this morning inviting me to a job interview next Wednesday. I hope I get this one as its actually a company that I wouldnt mind working for and even though its a sales job, I have a feeling I wont be selling my soul for this one.
Plus Im down to my last couple of quid and would clean floors at the moment.
When a young German promoter came over to chat about the Bonediggers touring Germany in the early 90,s we sat listening to him as a second world war doc was on T.V. It was a bit surreal listening to him while Nazi Stukers dive bombed fleeing peasants in Europe... He was very left wing as it happened. We stayed at his parents house, where they supplied us with beer ,n, food, it wasnt until all our bob hope was exhausted that we found out his dad was Chief of police for the area!!
I actually said the word " p-i-s-s-i-n-g" in an interview for an housing estate caretaker job. I was extremely hungover and really taught me not to go out the night before an important interview. Their faces were a peach mind- even tumbleweed rolled past as they took it in. I remained calm but suffice to say I didnt get the job LOL