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| Queen Vicky B - tbf this is how I imagine myself in my Goddessly role. She is everything I aspire to be *sigh* |
So apart from decorating, and speaking of things-that-I-enjoy-more-than-my-degree, I had probably the most interesting/fun interview ever this week. However, probably one of the least successful interviews I've ever had. Although my experience with companies focussed on nurturing their employees has increased drastically over the last week. I don't think I'd really appreciated that luxury and quality are things these companies not only incorporate in to their products, but also in to how they run their business. That's by the by though, what I liked most was how I got all dolled up for the interview, cue purple platform courts, shimmy in to my beautiful new pencil skirt, and rock up like Kim Kardashian with rollered hair! JOKES, obvs I know I'm no Kim Kardashian, but I did feel seriously glam, rocking up to a posh hotel in Manchester, clocking in at 6ft tall in my bea-u-tiful shoes! That's half the battle though, isn't it? If you feel like a million dollars, chances are you'll look like at least 500 Grand ;). So all in all, great experience, utter heartbreak that I didn't get it. When that email comes through I may actually cry.
Crying leads me swiftly on to my new job. Yes, the uniform does make me want to cry. Although saying that, there aren't many people who can pull off manly work trousers and a bright yellow polo, but to be fair, I reckon I do it a little better than some! Thank God few of you will see. Close one though, I nearly ended up with the new shirt, which I'm not gonna lie, wouldn't look out of place in a circus. It's all pinstripes and candy floss machines. Nevertheless, I really think I'm going to enjoy it there. Perhaps I genuinely am just much better suited to retail. One day I will accept this. The new job also newly complements my newly found goddess status. I'm already inspired for my next set of rooms. How does one go about becoming an professional interior designer? Besides through having lots of money to decorate your own house, building a portfolio.
You may feel a running theme shining through, (just a little.) I am rather consumed and confused by grown-up jobs. I still don't know what I want to do. Although this matters less now that I have found ways to fill my time! In an ideal world I'd be given my own talk show, and become the next Oprah Winfrey. I like talking, in case that wasn't painfully apparent. What's that now? You're surprised? Well, I strive to be an enigma. That's not true, I rather fancy myself as an open book. As Miss Nofer, or was it Guns Toner(?) once said, 'I cannot control my face'. What I think and how I feel is quite often displayed on my face, before I even know it. So out goes a career in anything which requires lying; thievery, acting, PR, law/business(!) If nothing else, this summer is showing me what I don't want to do, Biochemistry namely.
It' funny because the only plan I actually have thought out in any real detail, requires a fairly large lottery win. As you can see, being realistic isn't very high on my list or priorities. So while I'm at it, I also want a gorgeous husband, 6 beautifully brought up children, to look like a supermodel, and a massive house. All entirely attainable naturally.
*So i googled 'domestic goddess' for something to brighten up this post. First thing that catches my eye - a cartoon displating, will your dishwasher give you food poisoning. Lovely. Looks like another household appliance I shan't be using!*
