Current location:	home
Current mood:	frustrated
Current music:	type O negative - be my druidess
Entry tags:	employment; government

Forcing myself to .......
Forcing myself to retain a positive work flow, and keeping busy whilst waiting for an expected call of whether I have a new job as a photographer for the government is really draining.  If I have it I want to party (not so much I cannot make it in tomorrow though) and if I don't have it, I want to turn my attention elsewhere but - not knowing is just killing me!

The interview went really well.  It was utterly informal, probably the most informal government interview I have heard of.  It was an EOI and basically only for an initial three month contract but the interview was great.  The questions thrown to me were exactly what I expected, the job fits perfectly in my skill set, was just enough of a challenge to keep me learning at the rate I enjoy, and the three interviewers absolutely GUSHED over my folio.  (which was SUCH an ego boost :p  ) The chief photographer there called my shots inspiring and at the end of it all they were all beaming like cheshire cats and promising a call on Tuesday...... So 1440hrs Wednesday is here and I am all but climbing the walls.  I phoned them this morning and the reply was a promise for a call back but that was four hours ago.

**face ↨ desk**

If not for a calming whisky and some Type O Neg loud enough to bug the entire block, I'd be going barking mad and out chasing trucks on foot in the middle of Sandgate Road.

I had a folio shoot planned for this evening but the model had to postpone by a week.

Perhaps I should do some paperwork -even make a early start on this quarter's TAX BAS statement - hrmm a no activity one, that should take all of 3 minutes. grrr

edit: got news back right on 5pm, I missed out and was the second choice for the job.  I'm on their short list at any point now that they need a shooter but this doesn't pay the bills I have due now.