It was a pretty shitty day yesterday.
As you know, I’m looking for work and I had an interview a few days ago (you can read about it here). As you also know, I’m looking for a lodger – and I’d found one (and you can read about that here).
What do you mean you didn’t know this? Where have you been??
So yesterday – I found out that I didn’t get the job (they’ll hold my details on file…). I ‘came over really well’ – but they still don’t want me.
And also yesterday – the lodger who was supposed to be moving in on Friday changed his mind. He reckoned he’d emailed me last Friday, but I never received it. Apparently he’s decided to buy a house, like you do.
I went from thinking that, with a fair wind, I’d be having money coming in from two sources – down to the lower end of bugger all, in the space of two hours
Right now I’m feeling a bit useless.
I’ve been working for money, one way or another, since 1975. Career #1 was in insurance. Career #2 was in teaching. Career #3 was Director of a limited company. In between I’ve done all sorts of things – cleaner, Avon lady, usherette at the Crucible theatre, sandwich maker at Greggs, GP receptionist, cupcake maker. I’ve worked on the tills at Morrisons, run an Art Gallery, and taught English as a foreign language.
I can touch type, teach a child to read, drive a car, do a VAT return, spell, knit, make butter, and speak French.
I have qualifications! I have certificates!
But my confidence has taken a beating – it’s 20 years since I graduated.
Shit.
It’s 25 years since I graduated.
Everything I learnt is basically out of date. Even the way I learnt it is out of date. And I guess I’m still getting my head around the fact that I’m having to do any of this stuff at all – three months ago, the idea of having to find a lodger or get a job couldn’t have been further from my thoughts. I didn’t so much take my eye off the ball, as forget that there even was a ball.
In other news – I’ve got an interview on Friday morning. And a friend of a friend is in need of accommodation. There’s still hope.
So, big girl pants firmly hoisted, and off we go again.
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