One of the things I’ve been saying over the past few months is, “I’d really like to find out who reads the applications and scores them. Then I could pick their brains and see what they’re looking for”.
So today I roll into the office and there’s someone at my desk. This is annoyingly common: lots of senior people rotate through our office because there are always desks free and for some reason, probably the reason I picked it, people pick my desk to sit at. I found myself by the printer, which is next to my desk and this person introduces herself: Guess what? Yeah, she does the recruiting for the department. So, I got her email and she wants me to send over my application so that she can look over it and give me feedback…..and there are jobs coming up in September in the department…..
So if things go tits up with my application to the other department then I have a fallback, a fallback which pays more although it lacks glamour and the promotion prospects aren’t good, but then again it gives me more experience and I could do it for six months, save a fortune up and still go for the job that I actually want.
So. Much. Win.
My next application is about ready for submission and it is a thing of beauty. It’s composed of four questions about situations where you have met the various criteria and you have two hundred and fifty words to answer each question. So the challenge is to communicate a complex situation in two hundred and fifty words.
If I’ve learned anything over the past few months it’s concision and also to really sell myself. “I’m not really staff” becomes “I saw the opportunity to expand my role” etc. You can’t mention anyone except maybe in passing and this person is always passive and acting because of you, even if it’s your boss. So I emailed my boss and she implemented a new email system, but in the application I initiated change and innovation and a new email system was implemented. It’s an exercise in pure narcissism!
You know, I can’t help thinking that the average “liberal” or leftie is actually a neo-nazi. I’m one of those people who think that national socialists are socialists by the way. There’s nothing about an extreme free market ideology that leads to fascism: if you hand everything over to the market then you arrive at anarcho-capitalism: there isn’t a state, never mind a totalitarian one that pushes conservative values. So Nazi’s belong at the other end of the political spectrum and I shall now demonstrate that nazism, neo-nazism and mainstream “liberalism” are actually quite similar.
So we have the rise of the “alt-right” who are deemed to be white nationalists, white supremacists, neo-nazis, you get the idea. Is their ideology so very different from “liberalism”? The answer is no. Consider this:
The left at the moment essentially sounds like a school teacher having a psychotic rant as follows:
“WESTERN CIVILISATION?!? You mean white-cis-hetero-patriarchy! White males have oppressed everyone and still oppress everyone! Philosophy? Created by white males! Science? Dominated by white males! Art? White males! Mathematics? White males again! Literature? So white male! Everything is dominated by white males! Leibniz? White male! Newton? White male! Plato? White male! Euler? White male! Picasso? White male! Rembrandt? White male! Thomas Aquinas? White male! All white males who created white-cis-hetero-patriachy which oppresses everyone! *points to white boy in the class* AND YOU’RE JUST LIKE THEM!”.
Which gives our white boy a choice: He can decide that he is a she or that he is gender fluid and join the group of oppressed victims or he can decide that he’s just like all these men and can achieve what they can and chose to think of himself essentially as an Aryan God-man who by virtue of being white and male and despite being part of a group which is only seven percent of the population is powerful enough to oppress the other ninety-three percent.
So, you see, “liberal” ideology and neo-nazism differ only in their interpretation and viewpoint, the basic facts are agreed upon.
So BM got herself a bf, maybe. She was out a lot with one of the staff who Gman termed “a microwave technician” and C named “M.T Buzzer” and over the last must be couple of months now I’ve seen them out together in the pub. It never looked like a particularly passionate relationship since they never seemed to really talk.
Anywho I was out with C on Monday and BM was out drinking with a couple of the staff but curiously not M.T Buzzer and she looked absolutely miserable so I’m thinking that she’s now definately single again.
I’m in an interesting place. I’m getting where I want to be albeit slowly. I’m getting interviews for the organisation that I want to be in, and from what people tell me in the office just getting an interview is a an achievement and competition is fierce. So I didn’t get the last job that I interviewed for but I wasn’t despondent in any way when I found out, actually I found out because I was checking that application in the process of preparing another application for them.
I found my reaction, or lack thereof, interesting. Usually not getting the job would send me into a funk and I’d be questioning my ability and generally beating myself up but this time it just made me more determined. A similar thing happened the last time I got rejected, I just knuckled down and got on with the application that got me the interview. I’ve grown so much in these last few months and my confidence has really shot up: I now expect that sooner or later I’m going to get the post that I want, I see it as simply being a matter of time and preparation.
So I’m pretty much finished with this latest application and I’m very pleased with it, I think it’s much stronger than the last one which makes me very confident of getting an interview again and I’ve talked with some people in the office and they’re going to put me through mock interviews until I’m fully prepped at which point I’ll get the job.
Then it’s two months of security checks. I actually like the idea of having a job that requires a security clearance. Partly this is due to a sort of egotistical glee and partly this is because, as I see it, I’ll have some serious responsibility and I really want responsibility at this point in my life. I want the feeling of doing something useful.
All in all then, things are positive, I’m getting there.