Snowflake, Beautiful I am not.

Figured I should update this since I haven't in awhile and what better thing to do while you're waiting for the sun to go up on the west coast of the United States. One of the good things about not exactly being on the same calendar is that this will actually take an hour less time than it has the previous week and a half since Europe's DST isn't for another week or two. So where I have I left off? Seems I was interviewing when I last left you or about to anyway. I now have a job, although I have yet to officially return a signed copy of the contract so I suppose I am in a gray area which will soon be concluded with my signature and being able to state semi-confidently that I have a job, assuming that my application and that of my sponsor company are approved by the home office and I'm allowed into the country to bring wealth to the state through my taxes and other such activities. So in that respect, things are pretty good, even if it has meant that I have spent an inordinate amount of time the past week and a half in a monkey suit trotting around the country selling my abilities like someone would attempt to sell any other sort of commodity. It hasn't gone that poorly, obviously, its just that, well, I really do hate interviewing. With a passion. Going in front of people and basically saying whatever you feel they want you to hear.

Granted, its not all cynical and it is really all a game. If they didn't feel you were qualified, you wouldn't have gotten in the door, the rest of it is just some quick show of intelligence, being able to answer a few questions and if you can't do that, at least show some good reasoning skills as to why you thought it was answer a when its answer b; that sort of thing. I tend to throw in a few curveballs and see if the people doing the interviewing have senses of humor. I know its probably a dangerous line to walk but frankly if you can't take a joke well then, chances are, I'm not going to want to work there.

For example: company X - interviewer: "So, what kind of skills do you bring to company X? Why should we hire you?"

"Me? I'm dedicated, hard working, personable, I know my stuff, work well with others and I can stop bullets with my chest, just over all buildings with a single bound".

The interviewer gave me a wry smile. Interviewing is obviously a serious business at company X but at least they found it to be pretty funny. The must have since they offered me a job. After mulling it over for about 10 seconds when I given the call that they were interested, I gave a pretty resounding 'yes'. Job is in my field and its commutable distance from the flat here. What more could I ask for? Well, besides months of vacation and shit loads of compensation for my personality. Neither of which I got, but I suppose thats the difference between job and "dream job". I really do need to find a job that will pay me to travel and watch movies, maybe something that combines the two, watch movies while traveling.

So now I'm in the "last throes" of gathering up all the crap that I need for this stupid work permit. And really it is pain in the ass process. Esp. when you're here and everything and everyone that you need to get a hold of/talk to is on the other side of the pond. That and one particular company in my past is not playing ball at all.. sigh. Oh well, you go to war with the companies you worked for not the companies you wished you worked for.