Tuesday, 20 January 2009
Well I'm not entirely sure how it went tbh...
Now when I enquired about the job yesterday with Jobseekers Direct the lady on the phone told me that auditions were being held at N.C.F.C between the hours of 10am-12pm and 1pm-4pm (I even wrote the details down as she was giving them to me) but when I got there for around 2pm (after getting a wee bit lost) the lovely yet extremely camp "receptionist" politely informed me that auditions had come to an end and all auditionees should have arrived by 10am prompt...Fuuuuuuuuuuuck!
I then went on to explain my lateness and he scurried off to see if they could still give me an audition. Thankfully he returned with the good news. 'Take a seat and someone will be out to see you shortly' he said. Oh how wonderful I thought. So he takes my name and hands me a sticker with numbers on it.
There I am having a lil chit chat with my mate Ellese when he comes over again and points me in the direction of a burly woman and a scrawny man and tells me they're ready to see me. As I make my way over they apologize as there is now no P.A. system for me to sing into. Relieved that my bellowing voice will not be projected in to every corner of this very small function room, I introduce myself and once again explain my reason for being unfashionably late.
They ask me what music I liked so I told them 'allsorts' and then continued to tell them 'I grew up listening black influenced music but for the past 4/5 years I've become more of a rock chick.' They then ask me to sing a few bars of a couple of songs.
'My first choice is Black Velvet' So I belt out the first verse and chorus... only slightly off key due to my nerves and me shaking like a leaf. 'And my second choice is going to be Walking In Memphis' Once again I sing the first verse and chorus. The next few minutes were a total blur tbh They thanked me and I dashed off to sit with Ellese.
The "receptionist" then calls me over to fill in an application form which I take back to my seat to fill in. Before I'd even finished filling it in I then get called for a brief interview with a very polite and nice young lady. 'Take a seat Selena' she says. I then sit and she proceeds to ask me a few basic questions. My height? Am I asthmatic? Why do I want to work for the company? How far am I willing to travel? Then it hits me, last year I wouldn't of even cared where they wanted to place me so long as it wasn't in Yarmouth but this year I don't want to leave. I have my reasons and they're all good.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, all I've ever wanted is to move out of this shithole but I have different priorities now. Ones that make me sit back and look at different options. Ones that also make me wonder, is it really such a bad place? I mean there are certainly worse places to live! I'm not going to lie and say my opinion has changed of the place but I'm just not sure it's as bad as I or anyone else make it out to be............. Of course my opinion may well change in the next few months lol
Oh and Haven will contact me hopefully within the next 7days but tbh judging by the stuck up, snooty gits that obviously think they're above everyone else who auditioned, I couldn't give a monkeys either way!!
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Now playing: Kings of Leon - Red Morning Light
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