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Dreams 1 Im having a recurring dream, Recurring is perhaps the wrong word, Maybe a better word is evolving. Random internet searches had brought me to a quiz. How kinky are you? or test your sexperteas? Something terribly naff and unavoidable in today's online mentality. As a suitably predictable web user I clicked away at the generic answers only to end up at a web page. Fairly plain, no ad's just an online job application. Board in my daily routine I often fantasies about new exciting job opportunities, why not. Clicking away like a maniac, I expect a new page to load asking me to insert a CV and give me more information about my new exciting job, the whole thing is sent, no final request to check you spelt your name right, no opportunity to argue with yourself over the merits of your worst habits, am I too caring or too selfish. Oh well another wasted evening, just me and the laptop. Two days later a get a call. No one ever calls, I'm forever leaving my phone at home, or forgetting I had it on silent three days ago for the cinema. I respond to text messages as if it were being flow in by carrier pigeon. "erm hello?" "Is this Roo?" I deep sensual voice demands. "sure", I barely get the word out, no one calls me that anymore. Not for years. " You filled out an application, we want to see you for an interview" Shit shit shit, the penny dropped, now I need to tell Mr sultry I was fucking about on his web page, why the hell did I put my real number in there? "erm" is about as far as I can convince my mouth to go at this point. He's probably had this conversation before I think, as he helps me out. " your profile has been highlighted as an interesting prospect, we'll be at the Radisson conducting interviews tomorrow, shall we say 3.30?" This guy has gone from classically in control, to almost pushy in one sentence, but my mouth still isn't working as he adds, "I look forward to seeing you Roo" My knees almost give way and I get dial tone. Did that conversation just happen? I look blankly at my phone, regaining motor functions and manage to jump into my history. Not even a minute, I'm a mess. What kind of business recruits like this? I need to find out what this job is. |
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I can hardly wait to find out, myself Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines.
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