Bloody hell, had a horrendously long phone interview for an energy consultancy position and have absolutely bollocks idea as to how it went. One of the guys was British from Twickenham and the other chap was from Berkeley, so had sort of a geographical connection with both. Had some consultancy based questions which were tough to say the least, one was if I was on a conference call with two clients and one said bugger off to the other and hung up what would I do? At least that’s what I think the question was, bloody cellphone connections in this country are useless.

Crackling, hissing and ums aside from what I understood they are going to have a second round interview, which confused me a bit since I’ve already had a first round one with them. Also from what I gather I will have to flight out to DC for a presentation, bugger haven’t done a presentation in years (if anybody has any ideas for a completely odourless alcohol please let me know, thinking I’m going to need some Dutch courage). At the moment the timeframe is getting problematic with the last bunch letting me know tomorrow if I’m hired and I told them I’m available first week of June, crap.

Of course this will all be a moot point (or moo point as Joey would say) if both companies tell me to bugger off. Again, why did I leave the mortgage industry, where I could have been making a six figure salary in a couple of years? The doctor definitely shook me too hard when I was born!