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Who's got a job?
I got a job!
Another one I mean.
Been taken on by the Black Horse Hotel.
Yeah, the place I wanted us to buy as a Cellar consortium.
I'm a Black Horse whore it seems.
It's all brand new, so they can't even say what shifts and when and how long.
But they want me in tomorrow at 16.00 to help start the set-up.
The chap I had my (very informal) interview with said that he and the owner were so impressed with my email that unless I turned up and was a complete weirdo they'd already agreed they wanted to hire me.
Dear Readers, it was pretty much a normal email as far as I am concerned.
Still, happy birthday to me.
I have an extra job, extra money and a chance to meet more people.
And NO. NO. I don't even know what the policy is on staff accepting drinks but no.
Been there, done that, lost a job because of it. The temptation is always there, but I think less so when I am working, if I am conscious of the risk.
Oh, this might be a bit previous (deliberate mangling of language there) but I applied to be a Specialist at work. I got the unofficial nod. I'll let you know when it's official. I'll get a City & Guilds qualification, a black apron, a payrise but best of all... loads and loads of extra knowledge and information about cheese!
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