Fragile

It would appear that I'm full of shit............no...........I meant cunning plans and although a fair few of you have been badgering me I have been distracted for the last weeks, don't worry nothing serious .......well actually it is but read on and let me tell what the crack is!

Not long after the last blog the tee hee club rose from the ashes of yesterday and we all met up for G's birthday and a fab night was had, not exactly the night that was planned as there was a lot of us G bitches there and there's only so much love that the welder can spread, lets just say it was a fab night and oh so good to see so many familiar faces, unfortunately we were on taxi duty for the youngest who just happened to be rehearsing for the Wizard of Oz in Mordor (Sunderland please do and at least try to keep up) so a hike and a late night conspiring with an early start as I was on the plague carrier (bus) to the asylum (work) meant I could just manipulate and go over what I had to write, however once I got to work I discovered that the world had moved on and I either jumped on board or got destroyed in its wake, yes you guessed it I jumped on board!

One of my boss's had been promoted (it gets complicated but yes I have a number of bosses in different locations stick with me and I will explain in my own demented way) had gone after a different position within the company and low and behold he got the job, which I have to admit I cursed him because as a boss he was Human, who just happened to be very very helpful, there's not many people like that, so although I was genuinely happy for him I wasn't for me because I could just see the work load spiralling out of control, who was I going to get now, then the world stopped rotating and I got all dizzy, what if I applied for his position? yeah, why not and then the world got back up to speed in double quick time!

So I did something that I hadn't done in over four years, I put my best foot forward and applied, then I had to get down to some serious revision, I'm getting old and I'm really good at doing the research, however I'm really crap at retaining said information, so for once rather than gliding I had to do some serious heavy lifting, so some serious discussions from the wife and then all the way to my Ops manager and other people in the higher echelons, all very favourable as opposed to bull shit so then I was stuck, I had raised my flag so I had to go for it!

A favourable reference from my general manager who is away on a secondment at the moment and a hearty push from his replacement was all that was required, a quick word with HR and the next thing I know is that my CV is in and I have an interview booked, bugger now my nose had to be right into the books and try and retain absolutely everything, cue panic and some serious talks with myself, this isn't just sticking my head above the parapet this is walking along the bloody thing at its highest point, with no safety net if I fail, I fall and that could be a pretty serious way to end things, do I think I can do the job? I do, if I get nurtured the way I was nurtured for this job, that might not happen the rest of the time has flown past in a blur right until I got confirmation what the actual time and format of the interview was going to be!

Then every slowed into slow motion and the nerves set in, I can certainly talk the talk but could I walk the walk, I did what I could and kept a very low profile , on the day of the interview I got a touch of the Delhi belly (hence the title fragile) but with no obvious reason for the urge that was surging through me, a quick side step to the little boys and a dose of Imodium and I was not so hot to trot if you get my drift then it was time, there was meant to be a presentation but that was cancelled (damn my best weapon in the art of Bullshit maybe they knew that) there were a number of questions to be answered and then an interview and I actually did ok, once I saw the questions I relaxed and as for the interview I have always felt comfortable in selling myself, even if I don't believe the hype myself. Interview complete I just had to get through the rest of the shift looking after the asylum and all its inmates.

Thankfully that went without a hitch now its just the long wait to see if I get through to the second interview, if I get it cool if I don't I won't loose any sleep over it, there is a candidate way better than me, however he's tad more introvert than me so therefore he may not be the person for the job, I actually think there are some much better people on site suitable for the post just by their nature , I'm afraid they don't have the experience, so we shall see what happens, I might be more gutted if I get the job, watch this space to see what happens, you know I will blog about it.

The rest of the weekend well because of the Imodium I am suffering so badly as is the family I need to buy some respirators for them as I don't have a flatulence issue, its emanating from my pores god help us and all that sails with us its not a good thing let me tell you one of those little tablets screws my system for around seven days so when the wife claims that I am so full of shit...............for once she could be right! 

So the moral of this blog is be careful of what you wish for you may just get it! and hopefully now normal service can be resolved well as normal as I possibly can, over the next couple of weeks there is going to be a number of smaller blogs just to prove that I have indeed been writing and not just contemplating my navel is terror at actually getting an interview, once the numbers start dying down I will blog to my hearts content to prove that I am indeed alive and kicking and actually for once feeling pretty good about myself you see sometimes I can! so until the next time watch the skies this has been fun getting this off my chest,  for now Toodles!