Well! That was a semi waste of time. I have a great cv (and modesty is my best quality) and I'm relatively personable (unless I'm hungry). So there I was, for an hour, chatting away about possible jobs and temporary placements to work alongside my studies and the nice man interviewing me pipes up with:
"Of course, due to the financial crisis, the structures department is the first to go. We've got an over saturated portfolio of CAD techies and structural engineers at the moment. Of course, you're in the position of only offering part time, which might appeal.... "
Read: "Ha you stupid bint! There are qualified people on our books who can't get a job! What hope have you got?!"
Ah well.... I can always get a job in recruitment- they seem to be having a ball at the moment.
Oh, I forgot- I have a couch surfer staying. A terribly nice South African film making student! It's exciting. I'm going to ask him to give me some tips on making good films instead of shite ones. Anyway, I'm taking him to a jazz bar tonight. One of my favourite places in Edinburgh. It's bizarre- all other S.A. I've met have been sexist or racist or a combination of the two (great guys, right?!) but he seems to be neither. He also seems to be a borderline tramp as none of his clothes are clean or whole. I did offer to let him use the washing machine... I'm not the one to talk though, all my jeans are shredded.
