Of Tuesday Twitchery February 12, 2008
Posted by Jen in : Journal , trackbackI’m all of a fidget. Glad, of course, that The Novel is finished and tucked away for a bit. But I feel all New Year Resolutiony. Restless, you know? There’s so much I want to do but, having just started a new temp job, I sort of feel a bit bleurgh. Not that it’s taxing. Quite the opposite.
I suppose the trouble with temping is that no one expects you to know anything. They know you’re going to be rubbish and gormless and unable to even answer the phone without having a fainting fit. But, because one is so busy trying to get the tricky bits right, one makes a pig’s lug of the simple stuff, therefore appearing even more of a buffoon. To add to my weekday joy, after tomorrow’s buffoonery (including the exciting stunt of carrying some sandwiches, apparently) I have an interview with a country gent who sounds both posh and potty. Heaven help me. Maybe I’ll wear my interview high heels and then carry the sarnies. That’ll show them who’s a spaz. Oh. Oh dear.
So. Anyway. Restlessness. I’m rather missing writing. I want to have too much to do so that I have something proper to moan about. Going to work, photocopying three bits of paper without mishap before coming home again for a little lie down isn’t really doing it in the adrenalin department.
Therefore, this evening, I am going to: learn to play the guitar; learn to speak French; write six short stories for immediate publication; become thin; sort out the rest of my life.
There again, having my stubby little legs bunched up under a desk all day has made them kind of grumpy. Maybe I’ll just have a nice rest first… prepare myself for the interview. Hopefully, this chap won’t be tech-savvy enough to have discovered all my secrets before I get there.
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Excellent resolutions! Hope the temping isn’t too draining. At least you can be thinking of other thngs as you photocopy x
Like the cartoon. Do you draw them yourself?
Ah you could do those resolutions in five minutes!
It always the simple things that trip you up, isn’t it? I’m sure they’re all in awe of you, thinking you are the super-efficient, capable temp. come to show them up. Good luck with the interview - you’ll nail it in your high heels!
Helen - Temping & photocopying, sigh… not conducive to any sort of cerebral activity really…
Cap’n Black - I wish I could draw cartoons like that. Sadly, I have to ruthlessly steal them from other people for your viewing pleasure.
Yvonne - Three minutes, if I’d had a coffee
Maddie - If the interview’s as awful as my last one, I shall take off my high-heeled, pointy shoe and poke the man in his eye. Ha!
ha ha ha hee hee hee - I KNEW I must miss blogging for a reason - you DO make me laugh, Jen!
(and Yes - I am still alive - thanks for asking - just lazy - and still WAITING - if you can believe it!!!)
Still thinking about New Year’s resolutions?
Good Girl!
I’ve long since shuffled mine into a non-cleared-out cupboard.
(Loved your comment about ’sex scenes/beating about the bush’ on Maddie’s blog. Ha ha ha!)
A posh and potty gent sounds fun, but make sure the high heels aren’t too high. I fell off mine once, on the way to an interview and sprained my ankle. (I got the job though!)
Sandwich carrying can be a very tricky skill to master. You’d better brush up your skills this evening, whilst speaking French and playing guitar at the same time of course:-)
Good luck with posh gent interview. Maybe you could offer him a sarnie … in French
Rebecca - Hurrah! Nice to see you again… all this waiting is not good for a girl. Bloomin well blog about it!!
Leigh - The trouble with not having made/kept resolutions is that I feel permanently dissatisfied. Hmm, yes, the ‘beating around the bush’ was a comment that ‘popped up’ in response to something Zinnia said about writing sex scenes. I shall definitely find a place for the line in The Novel!
Karen - Ooh, falling over before an interview’s not good. I was once interviewed a day after having my wisdom teeth surgically removed. My mouth was all stitched up, I was still out of it on general anaesthetic and my opening line was (a mumbled) ‘Can I apologise in advance if I dribble all over you?’. Maybe we could collaborate on a book about interview technique?
Lane - He was LOVELY. It was hilarious, as interviews go. Keep ‘em crossed for me please… (Edited for the sake of good sense!!
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I was about to write best of luck with the interview then realised that you’ve already had it……I think I’ll blame the painkillers (It’s got absolutely nothing to do with the fact that I’m having a senior moment!!).
How did it go? Did you want to poke his eye out with your heel?
C x
Carol - oh, you poor sausage, are you still sore? It went very well. I had no urges whatsoever to poke him in his eye. And, despite the fact that he had read everything I’d written about him, he called and offered me the job earlier. Am most chuffed indeedy. (And rather mortified. Aaarrgh…)
Congratulations honey!!! That’s brilliant news - I insist you celebrate immediately!! (Make sure lovely bf does something suitably lovely!!)
Yeah - it’s a bit more painful than I had anticipated…….breathing seemed to be a bit of an issue and you know……that’s not really something that you can postpone for a bit (well….you could I suppose…….but I wouldn’t recommend it!!). Feeling better today (:-D) so should be back to blogging my usual drivel……erm…..insightful thoughts soon!!
C x
You don’t want much do you! I thought I was bad! Play the guitar (I’ve been trying to learn since 1979 and am still crap ha ha!), speak French (same again!), get thin (think I’m the only person on the chemo ward to have gained weight this cycle!), AND write 6 short stories!!!
If you do even one of them I shall be deeply affronted! Especially as you’ve most wonderfully already finished your novel AND got a new job! Go superwoman!
Carol - Breathing and blogging: our alliterative essentials in life. Glad you’re on the mend, old girl XXX
Hesitant Scribe - Good grief, you’re as bad as me woman! Am sort of impressed that you’ve gained weight on chemo; that’s got to be a good sign somehow? Maybe your guitar-playing will improve as a sort of balance?
I know the feeling. You sort of go round and round in circles and - well,perhaps just in my case - eat lots of jaffa cakes.
Love the resolutions and won’t love you if you manage to do all that.
The potty bloke sounds interesting. I like men as bosses more than women. Much rather be under a man any day. Oh please tell me to shut up. I’m overtired after staying up late so as not to get up early to host the coffee morning.
Fiona - crikey, don’t mention Jaffa Cakes. I wonder how many one would have to eat before the smashing orangey bits constituted one of our ‘five a day’? ‘Under a man’? Ooh er Missis, and all that. I will not be making any rude or suggestive comments at my new place of work. Not when they can read the workings of my tortured mind on here… Overtired is good. Write some mad stuff. Unhinged is all the rage now, you know.