Right, well I’m still without my new job. Piss! Sorry, just had to get that off my chest! I’ve spent the entire day looking at my phone, waiting in anticipation for the bloody thing to ring and put an end to my torment! No! Not a chance!

I was so sure that I’d receive that call today, meaning I could unleash myself on the joy that is Exeter shopping centre! (and those nice new jeans from Gap which now fit like a glove because I’ve lost weight!) Alas, it would appear those jeans (and the rest of Exeter’s retail delights) are safe for the foreseeable!

Anyway, there was another reason for this post so I’ll just have to focus on that and update you about the nice new job (and jeans) as soon as I can. It’s still related to the whole “new job” saga so here goes. I received a call yesterday, from the nice people who I very much hope will employ me. My interview was arranged for 4.00 pm so I thought, “oh I’ll have a nice day, make something for dinner, do the washing”. I know what your thinking… she needs to get out more. Well, I actually quite like the whole domestic thing but it’s probably because I recently moved into my new home with my lovely boyfriend… I’ll explain more later!

Anyway, the call I received was enough to send me into a complete hissy fit! The nice people required a cv. Not an unreasonable request from a prospective employer I hear you say, which I would agree. Or rather I would’ve agreed if I’d had one to give them and they didn’t want it at least 4 hours before my interview! Oh the panic! Well, I did what every sensible girl should do in this situation… find a “man who can”! That man was my boyfriend. He’s great in so many ways, to which we can now add compiling cv’s in less time than it takes for me to buy those nice jeans from Gap! He really was my knight in shining armour (but I knew that anyway). I messaged him (at work) and explained my predicament. He was cool, calm and very clever!

Sensing I was a woman approaching the edge, he suggested I chill out and make a cup of tea while he set about sorting me out. The long and the short of it is that I typed all the stuff I wanted to say about myself (within reason of course) and emailed it to him. He then tinkered about doing all the “techie” stuff that makes it look much prettier, sorry “professional”! and low and behold I had a cv fit for a girl on a mission for a new job! His boss had a look too and agreed it was fine (I think it needs a bit more work but I was thrilled at the result).

So I really wanted to say two things. Firstly, I love my boyfriend and I’m beginning to see the advantages of living with a self confessed “techie” and secondly, I’m booking lessons with him so that he can show me how to do all this stuff on my own. He really knows his stuff and I don’t think I always appreciate his skills. Invisible techie stuff scares me and I’m doing this while he’s out… so it’ll be hit and miss if you ever get to read it! But I’ve decided to embrace the whole “technology” thing and see what havoc I can wreak! I’m reliably informed that it’s not as scary as I seem to think, however, I’m a girl who doesn’t know her “dongle” from a hole in the ground so I feel I have a long way to go! (yes, “dongle”… don’t ask, because I really can’t explain but trust me it is a real techie thingy!)

Keep those fingers crossed for me!