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Date: 18 August 2005 12:25:11
So. Job hunting. We all have to do it. We start ringing agencies. Then we encounter the tones of the friendly-but-firm receptionist (I'm sure it's the same one. Perhaps there is a room in the middle of London where this poor girl sits all day, every day, fobbing off potential employees, nut bars, non-grads and desperadoes with a quick, well-practiced "what-you-have-to-do-is-send-your-cv-to-the-email-address-you-do-have-it-don't-you-yes-thank-you-good-bye").
What happens next is the inevitable descent into panic- the "what if I'm not good enough-what if no-one will ever employ me ever ever ever" thoughts. You know the ones. Then you decide that today you want to watch ten minutes or so of both informative and entertaining television, which usually is This Morning. What's not to like? In the space of a few hours the subjects range from What To Wear At Your Next All You Can Eat Local Indian Buffet to Illuminated Breast Implants- Light Entertainment or Coruscating Calamity? With all this to look forward to I flicked the switch only to be confronted, alarmingly, by what could only be the Big Breakfast with rugs and a lightly ornamented mantelpiece. Where are Phillip and Fern? What has happened to Lorraine Kelly? I can't begin to describe my alarm at their absence and can only wait and hope that their return is imminent along with the Autumn.